But Tired Rave also wants to read more Havemercy, so we shall see how long she can keep her wee eyes open before sleep claims her thoroughly with the assistance of a metaphorical club.

Spent the night in the fridge throwing out out-of-date shit. Am now coming down with a worse cold. If I am ill on Tuesday I shall be very displeased. Very displeased. Now is the time for a Full Cure, Leviathan. *pointed squint at the clouds*

Sorry, guys, it appears that my internet has suffered MSN all the suffering it is going to suffer for today. <3 Your icons are beautiful, leviathanmirror! I particularly like the way you've coloured #57.

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Also, I would just like to say that Ravel's Tzigare actually makes me have to close my eyes and have to hold onto things at some points.

Occasionally I wonder if I was some kind of music demon in a past life.

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No, wait, it's just the music doing things to my brain again. Sometimes I wish I were not so goddamned musically sensitive, because it is kind of ridiculous to be reduced to tears when you hear some music, particularly when it is not even that especially beautiful, but god, what the hell would I do if I weren't? I love music. I fucking love music. I think I am chemically imbalanced, but I love music very much.

Why does it look as if I'm getting a wage from Emporium rather than an hourly rate? I have been paid exactly the same this week as last week. I am pretty goddamn sure that I cannot have done exactly the same amount of time, no matter what my shifts are. Which means Luke is paying based on the roster, not based on the time that I actually do.

Well.

That's enough of this getting-there-early-and-signing-out-late-to-get-things-done business, then. Fuck you, Emporium. *starts organising resumes proper for Borders and Dymocks and those lovely stationery stores in the city*

( Hysteria being useless, have a to-do list. )

I need to lie down.

[EDIT] Yes, Deviantart. You keep telling yourself that. :\ How does the Sheik/Zelda relationship equal girl power? HOW?