{ in which I want to sell my ovaries - again }

[delga]

If I could sell my ovaries without suffering something hormonal I would so do that. Because fucking hell. Laundry so did not get done today, and I haven't done any work, either, although I did try to go for a walk. Yeah. That failed. I went half way down the street and was like, fuck this.

So the work will have to start tomorrow because I cannot do anything today (god, that guy who sings the arpeggios is at it AGAIN) and anyway, these Grey's Anatomy podcasts are the best thing in the world. Then I might read or something. For now I'm going to veg and bemoan my pain, like, ow.