Sep. 29th, 2009

hellzabeth: (Sleepy)
I hate being sick.

Haaaaaaaaaaate.

Even if it did mean a day off college, I was miserable. My head feels like it's stuffed with cotton wool and my stomach can't decide whether it wants to be ravenous or nauseous.

Spelling and grammar appear to have gone out the window also, since I just retyped that sentence 5 times.

Tried to cheer myself up with Hetalia and Good Omens fics. Mostly worked, until I found that one, really seriously depressing G.O. fic about what would have happened had Aziraphale been the one to fall and Crowley stayed an angel.

Sweet monkey king, Zirah is the scariest mofo you will ever meet. This writer described him so well I could practically feeeeeeel him smiling at me over my shoulder with those empty, cold, dead blue eyes, have some tea, there's a good girl, don't mind the lead piping, that's just in case the arsenic didn't work.

*shudder*

Freaked my sister out with coming up behind her making "The Grudge" sounds. Easily done when one's throat is akin to sandpaper.

...

Should stop thinking about things like this in the dark.

UM UH IVAN WILL PROTECT ME!! I'LL BECOME ONE WITH YOOOOOU.

He's a damn sexy bastard too, stupid kinky scarf coming in useful in doujin.

Hope to be back at college tomorrow, but won't count on it. Still feeling miserable with no improvement, and I fear that I may have Nena's bug, which got her violently puking everywhere.

Erk.

'Night all.

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