judy is such a punk

[summerskin]

Electricity in my part of town is nowhere to be found, so I'm watching The Birdcage on my laptop while battery life still exists. Until my laptop ran out. Then I started writing in longhand with a flashlight the Birdcage Jared/Jensen AU mediaville/mediaville mentioned here. Wish me many merry nights of scribbling away at yet another story that will probably never make it outside of mislabelled Word documents on my hard drive.

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Gratitude Project. Learn more about it here.

August 12: I am grateful the bus from work today made it back OK (in the end).

I had roughly three hours of sleep last night. Which would be OK if not for the constant lack of sleep lately. I almost didn't make it out of bed in time. I felt sickly all day long, and it finally got intensely bad when I left for home. Needless to say, the driver of the bus almost killing everyone at least three times did not help matters any. I felt like pucking for most of the trip home. I had to call to have someone pick me up because I was just that nauseous and barely functional. I hate when that happens because I never get car sick, but sometimes my body is way ahead of me, and, plus, I was already starving, which made everything so much worse. Yuck.