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I need to go to BED- I have to be up in a few hours to take my antibiotic, and then I have to go to work at three. But no... I'm sitting here going through people's Hikago and Kingdom Hearts rec lists, because I am a fucking moron. *facepalm* In my defense, though, I spent most of the day sleeping, so... but I'm still sick, and I obviously needed the sleep, and yeah. By the way, interesting discovery: the codeine does NOT put me to sleep. Now... if I'm already exhausted it'll pretty much prevent me from keeping my eyes open (like now, almost, as I just took it again not too long ago), but otherwise... no dice. I'm still not risking taking it at work, though, and that's going to SUCK. Because the damn stuff really does work. Maybe if I just get plain robitussin, that'll at least hold me over for the seven hours? I'm glad to be going back to work, though, as much as I'm going to be complaining about it when it's time to go. I've been bored.
Stef visited. Partially a good thing, because like I said, I've been bored. But also a bad thing on several levels. For one- I hadn't taken a shower (actually, STILL haven't bothered to take one), so I'm gross. Talk about self concious when I kept thinking that she could probably smell me from halfway across the room! Two... when I don't feel good, I generally want to be left alone. I'm not an "I want my mommy" or "I want to cuddle" type person when I'm sick. It's more of a "get the fuck away from me" type of thing. Trust me... if I want people around, it's either because I'm immensely bored and want someone to shoot verbal darts at, or I'm deathly sick. Since I'm not exactly going to be shooting verbal darts at my best friend... yeah, it was fun to talk to her, like it always is, but the vast majority of my brain (read: the tired and sick and drugged up part) really just wanted her to go away. Of course, I didn't TELL her that, but nevermind. There's no way you could possibly say something like that in a nice way- even though I don't really mean it quite the way it sounds. I'm just... I'm an awful person when I'm sick. That's really all there is to it.
I think I'm going to need to spring for more icon space pretty soon. Why? I just recently made three new Hikago icons. And then I found new icons that somebody made (can't remember who it was now, through the drug haze, but the icons are credited on my icon page thingie)... only took two but they were all completely gorgeous... I can tell now that I'm going to run out of space before July. Can I just mention, by the way, that I now have a completely obscene amount of Hikago icons? Those seriously outnumber any one singular type of icon I have. Go figure. You'd think it'd be Harry Potter, but... you know... oh well. (Heh. Yeah. Cough medicine is definitely kicking in now. I was already tired, and... I'm having trouble thinking now. Not to mention typing. Meh.)
Still need to go to bed. *kicks self* Okay, plan for the day:
1. Get up around 11. Have cereal. Take antibiotic and another dose of cough medicine. Go back to bed.
2. Wake up at 2. Shower, dress, print up most recent version of a couple of WIP's to work on if I can manage to concentrate on them.
3. Work, 3-10. Do not leave early.
4. Go to Price Chopper. Get groceries (I am sick to DEATH of ramen. Unfortunately, this and cereal have been my only food option the last several days since I've been sick and freaking quarantined. I need actual food, over hell or high water.)
5. Put groceries away. Take cough medicine. Play around with Suikoden for a bit.
6. Check e-mail and read some more recs. Do not go overboard. Continue to take cough medicine as needed.
7. Pass out at some point.
....Sounds good to me. On that note, it's quarter to 8 (although really, only quarter to 7, but nevermind. I'm not going to get into how fucked up daylight savings is now, or how it's depriving me of an hour's sleep). I'm going to collapse. Later!
Stef visited. Partially a good thing, because like I said, I've been bored. But also a bad thing on several levels. For one- I hadn't taken a shower (actually, STILL haven't bothered to take one), so I'm gross. Talk about self concious when I kept thinking that she could probably smell me from halfway across the room! Two... when I don't feel good, I generally want to be left alone. I'm not an "I want my mommy" or "I want to cuddle" type person when I'm sick. It's more of a "get the fuck away from me" type of thing. Trust me... if I want people around, it's either because I'm immensely bored and want someone to shoot verbal darts at, or I'm deathly sick. Since I'm not exactly going to be shooting verbal darts at my best friend... yeah, it was fun to talk to her, like it always is, but the vast majority of my brain (read: the tired and sick and drugged up part) really just wanted her to go away. Of course, I didn't TELL her that, but nevermind. There's no way you could possibly say something like that in a nice way- even though I don't really mean it quite the way it sounds. I'm just... I'm an awful person when I'm sick. That's really all there is to it.
I think I'm going to need to spring for more icon space pretty soon. Why? I just recently made three new Hikago icons. And then I found new icons that somebody made (can't remember who it was now, through the drug haze, but the icons are credited on my icon page thingie)... only took two but they were all completely gorgeous... I can tell now that I'm going to run out of space before July. Can I just mention, by the way, that I now have a completely obscene amount of Hikago icons? Those seriously outnumber any one singular type of icon I have. Go figure. You'd think it'd be Harry Potter, but... you know... oh well. (Heh. Yeah. Cough medicine is definitely kicking in now. I was already tired, and... I'm having trouble thinking now. Not to mention typing. Meh.)
Still need to go to bed. *kicks self* Okay, plan for the day:
1. Get up around 11. Have cereal. Take antibiotic and another dose of cough medicine. Go back to bed.
2. Wake up at 2. Shower, dress, print up most recent version of a couple of WIP's to work on if I can manage to concentrate on them.
3. Work, 3-10. Do not leave early.
4. Go to Price Chopper. Get groceries (I am sick to DEATH of ramen. Unfortunately, this and cereal have been my only food option the last several days since I've been sick and freaking quarantined. I need actual food, over hell or high water.)
5. Put groceries away. Take cough medicine. Play around with Suikoden for a bit.
6. Check e-mail and read some more recs. Do not go overboard. Continue to take cough medicine as needed.
7. Pass out at some point.
....Sounds good to me. On that note, it's quarter to 8 (although really, only quarter to 7, but nevermind. I'm not going to get into how fucked up daylight savings is now, or how it's depriving me of an hour's sleep). I'm going to collapse. Later!
