I have been a busy little bee this week and however much I know it is my own doing, it is exhausting me and I need to slow down or else my brain just may explode.

In 5 days, I have read three novella-length fics, one 32 chapters, another 18, and the last clocking in at 44. I very well consumed them at the rate I was going at points. In the same span of time I have also watched nearly every World Cup game to cross my television (even though I never showed an interest in soccer before in my life), started and/or worked on and/or finished 10 poems, many of them curiously on poetry itself (does that make it meta-poetry?), kept pace with my FList and anime downloads, and somehow managed to study for two finals in the meantime, all while re-acclimating myself to my usual sleep/wake pattern of 3-11AM.

I think this is where I say something about proper motivation and making up for lost time, but what I really want to say is

SOMEONE TAKE ME AWAY FROM MY COMPUTER AND SAVE ME FROM MYSELF.

I need a job or a life, a'sap.

Mood attempting to catch breath Music Jealous of the Moon - Nickel Creek

I just looked down at my arm for a second and noticed this weird red spot.

Apparently, as I was writing earlier this morning and chewing on my arm in a highly distracted and frustrated manner, I unwittingly gave myself what can only be described as a hickey.

WTF, self, WTF.

Mood Erm? Music Kirei Da - w-inds. Tags: wtf