My moodtheme matches my FACE. (That's not a nose, that's a duplex!)

Apparently my body now likes to translate pent-up stress into puking. Last night was horrible. I didn't truly fall asleep until 6am. I had already decided skip my classes so I can actually catch up on my other classes (not because I'm procrastinating or putting off classwork, I just don't have time), but still. Ugh.

In other news:



There's a good possibility I may actually freeze to death this weekend. What y'all up north call "winter clothes"? I have nothing of the sort. WATCH THIS SPACE.

Putting up Christmas decorations at work tonight! And drinking pepperment mochas until I. Well. I was going to say puke, but ah. Srs happymaking!