Painful hand syndrome is returning. This is ungood. I can't find either of my wrist braces. Dammit. I guess I'll just wrap it with an ace bandage or something. Ooh, repetitive motion, ooh bad. Coloring hurts. I hate those fucking crayons.
I wish I was a cat. Meow. Pet me, feed me, let me sleep all day. Unh. I have half a mind to throw a tantrum. *cries* I don't care if my numbers are up. I don't care. I'm tired and my hand hurts! I wanna go home!
Wait. I am home right now. Ah, fuck. I'll go get dressed or something so I can really leave the house and wish I were at home.