I am so fucking tired of this!

[rena_librarian]

I woke up this morning afternoon and just looked around and decided today would be a schleppy day; I don't feel like doing anything. My laundry is piling up and I should go do it (I'm already too late for last load at the place where I have my gift certificate from the auction, though, so that's out), I have shit I could be doing and I just don't care.

How odd that I should decide that before finding out.

~*~
Two-Volume Novel
by Dorothy Parker

The sun's gone dim, and
The moon's turned black;
For I loved him, and
He didn't love back.
~*~

I think we've hit the final chapter; I'm more than willing to call it such. I'm tired of this. I'm amazed by how hurt I feel. Just when I think I've finally dealt with what little feelings I had left here, I find out something else and all my issues spring up anew. Oh, there they are--the tears that have been eluding me the last few hours. Hello, sore throat.

...damn you, contacts.

...at least it still happens for some people.

Thank you, Zach Braff--I think I've officially moved from fan to fangirl. Or at least I will if I ever turn back into an optimist.