DAMN YOU ROOMIES WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME
I woke up this morning without my voice, to the sound of a rumbling tide that turned out to be my own phlegmy breathing. Also, my throat feels like I deep throated a porcupine. And is my right eye attempting to water for no reason? I think it might be.
Also, what the fuck possessed me to begin reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius this week, of all possible weeks I could have taken an interest in the story? It's too good to put down but the first two chapters gave me flashbacks up the wazoo.
Oh well, at least my brain still works. Off to make some art.