Extractions on reality. A hyperreality of a hyperreality.
Aren’t we strange? How do manage to have such a powerful influence on each other?
Bank card doesn’t work.
Note to self: don’t give people your card & pin when you are both completely intoxicated, because it breaks.
Young Turk. Oh god
I have so many things to say right now. It’s 00:34 and I have 2 presentations to give tomorrow.
Now is not the time, Lauren.
That overwhelming feeling when you have far too much work to do, your brain has collapsed, your life is in tatters & then your boss tells you that you booked the day off work.
Also. I like rain.
Had an appointment at the doctors at 8:30, woke up at 7:00, called them at 7:30, cancelled and slept until 11:00.
I can’t deal with this.
My entire life I’ve lived on 3-6 hours a night, sometimes less, sometimes a little more. At the moment I am gobbling 11/12 hours a night without even thinking about it.
What is recovering? What needs that amount of sleep? What part of my body has entered omnishambles mode & requires half of my day, everyday?!
Whichever bit you are, fuck you.
Have I got heart disease?