My Dragon is Definitely Not Excited
Jan. 4th, 2002 03:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rinueI am detoxing.
From what, I cannot rightly say, but all the signs are there. I'm wearing my hoodie, for instance, and I took a shower (gasp!) this morning instead of a bath. I have perpetual munchies coupled with a negative (and innacurate) "I'm so fat" body image (which never happens). I shy away from light, curl up in corners, and am watching TRON in an endless loop. I am currently torn between continuing to watch TRON and leaping into Final Fantasy X.
My overall mood is terrible and antisocial, which is a pain since I have guests -- or rather Val does and I will soon.
The Mood hit yesterday evening out of nowhere, at which time I fell asleep before managing to acheive a sufficient level of drunkenness. It may or may not have been a backlash from high levels of clairvoyance.
(Coincidence, as I'm sure I've mentioned, plays a greater role in my life than in most people's. In this case, I did things like show up at precisely the right time and location to rescue a friend from the funeral of someone I had no way of knowing had died. I slowed down at exactly the right times to avoid cop cars while speeding home from Houston; I arrived at exactly the time I said I would despite bizarre on-route occurences so as to catch Patrick on the phone with Val as I knew he would be.)
God, I'm thirsty.
TRON! TRON! There must be more TRON!
From what, I cannot rightly say, but all the signs are there. I'm wearing my hoodie, for instance, and I took a shower (gasp!) this morning instead of a bath. I have perpetual munchies coupled with a negative (and innacurate) "I'm so fat" body image (which never happens). I shy away from light, curl up in corners, and am watching TRON in an endless loop. I am currently torn between continuing to watch TRON and leaping into Final Fantasy X.
My overall mood is terrible and antisocial, which is a pain since I have guests -- or rather Val does and I will soon.
The Mood hit yesterday evening out of nowhere, at which time I fell asleep before managing to acheive a sufficient level of drunkenness. It may or may not have been a backlash from high levels of clairvoyance.
(Coincidence, as I'm sure I've mentioned, plays a greater role in my life than in most people's. In this case, I did things like show up at precisely the right time and location to rescue a friend from the funeral of someone I had no way of knowing had died. I slowed down at exactly the right times to avoid cop cars while speeding home from Houston; I arrived at exactly the time I said I would despite bizarre on-route occurences so as to catch Patrick on the phone with Val as I knew he would be.)
God, I'm thirsty.
TRON! TRON! There must be more TRON!
