Sarah's Room
Sarah wanted me to keep her company while she cleaned so I'm sitting here updating my livejournal and helping her spell words on her whiteboard (I know, I know… I'm being so helpful). My room is still a disaster, there's still work to do, I haven't filled that presciption yet (which is really stupid I know but I haven't really left the apartment much save with Michelle to go out to lunch and get her dog and I just didn't feel like saying 'Mind if we stop at Walgreens so I can pick up some anti-crazy pills?').
Anyway, sour mood last night. Sour mood today. It picks up from time to time, Sarah is a good distraction (*hugs* to her). So are Kris and Noki (*hugs* to them too) as well as the rest of the DM. And Michelle's dog is just precious even if it made me miss Zuzu something awful.
So yeah, I'm fine. Fucked-up, intense, neurotic, and emotional. Tiny things set me off, doesn't take much to cheer me up, but I'm still alive. For the most part.