I really don't want to sleep. But I can happily say that due to not really eating today, I didn't experience any pain, and I got my entire week's homework done for my Comm course.
Now to catch up on 3 chapters of reading for Psych...after working the next two days. I am determined to have at least one day with my boyfriend, enjoying having one, having him in my life...it'll be cold, so he better keep me warm.
I also have to see a doctor, because, well, not eating to avoid experiencing unbearable pain seems like something you try to get medical care for. Even more so than having food go right through you.
Here's to hoping my attempts work, and don't merely get me a year's supply of vicodin and getting told to go home.
I am actually excited about it getting colder. I have a few new sweaters. For some reason I am really into lacy sweaters now. So cold feels exciting as I will get to wear them.
Except that most of the crickets have stopped chanting, and that hurts my heart because they are magical creatures, and they sing to the moon and the stars, but only for a little while.
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