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25 December 2003 @ 05:28 pm
*lazy sighs*  
Now I want to sleep. Stupid body. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I was probably up until four-thirty or five this morning, rocking violently back and forth and smacking my hands around as I tried to get rid of the feeling that my muscles were trying to move without my telling them to. I don't know how to explain it, exactly, but it's very unpleasant and painful. I'm not even sure where it came from... I can feel it sometimes when I'm lying in bed trying to sleep, but usually I toss around a little and kick at the covers and it goes away. Last night/this morning... it just lasted for hours. Finally, I went and I took an antibiotic that is apparently designed to knock you out. I also realized that the muscle relaxants I had expired, like, four years ago. Which is a pity, as I could probably use a steady diet of those.

Whatever happened to keeping Valium in the house? Everything is non-drowsy these days.

Oi. Christmas. What I want for Christmas is not to be such a damn nutcase anymore. What I got was Pirates of the Carribean on dvd, an mp3 player, some money, yet another gift certificate to All Media (I never spend enough money there to justify gift certificates. Whatever happened to gift cards for Hot Topic, Best Buy, Borders... huh?), and... stuff. Stationary, notebooks, the sorts of things that are very nice, but that I never use. My grandmere also sent a scrapbook of my kiddie drawings and some pictures of me and my father (hehehe, blackmail... I have his, like, first grade class picture now! He's missing teeth!). Oh, and a book on Italy. That was good. And some candy.

It was a really 'ehhh...' sort of Christmas. I watched Pirates and wandered around trying to hold back tears. After Pirates, I gave up and took an almost nap, wherein I almost fell asleep. Talked to the people who claim to be related to me. Apparently my cousin, Jo, has met Sean Astin. Apparently he invited her to work on his next project... which is non-profit. But, my cousin is not Sean Astin, and she really needs to get paid for her time. Sad...

And I just got a picture in my email from panther. Commence guilt... I am now officially the worst person in the world.
Current Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
Current Music: Jimmy Eat World - Sweetness
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DrWorm: exasperateddrworm on December 25th, 2003 07:09 pm (UTC)
Um... gee, I don't know whether she got pictures or not. I need to figure out some way to ask her. :D She worked the Sundance film festival last year, and I guess she's working at it this year too. I think that's where she got to meet Sean. Apparently they got, you know, friendly. Because that man is, like, the super-friendly.

She's also been an extra in a few movies... I dunno. She got to run after Ben Affleck in some movie a few years back. :D Hehehe... she must have some pictures... >__>
ghostgecko on December 25th, 2003 07:37 pm (UTC)
No, you are not. So there.
DrWorm: pretty girlsdrworm on December 26th, 2003 05:54 pm (UTC)
*loves back* Am too.
Pete: Hasn't that place been condemned?glorybox on December 25th, 2003 11:18 pm (UTC)
I'm (kind of) back now. And here to annoy you again.

PS: You're not a bad person. Perhaps a bit manic-y, but not bad. *hug*
DrWorm: two daddiesdrworm on December 26th, 2003 05:55 pm (UTC)
I'm (kind of) back now.

Yay! :D

Perhaps a bit manic-y

Mm, juuuust a bit. *hugs back*
Pete: Could Beaver make that up?glorybox on December 26th, 2003 10:39 pm (UTC)
....I worship that icon. Oh lord.

*praises it as new deity*