Actually, I slept pretty well this morning. That surprises me, coming off a weekend. Usually I have to put up with a pushed-back sleep cycle, as well as my general insomnia, and Lord Asshole's Inevitable Noise.

Woke up around 7, though. Had to get up and turn off the water. Also had to whack the bed a few times to make His Assness stop snoring.

I woke up with a Giant Headache of Doom. It's still plaguing me, a little. I'm not sure how to go about getting rid of it. I would be in a good mood if it weren't for that.

Am I hungry? Do I eat? Damn my ambivalent biofeedback!

Whenever my life starts to look up, something comes along to drag it back down.

Take today for example. Today was a good day. I was happy. I was sorta well-rested. I was enjoying life.

Now it's one o'clock at night, I'll be going to bed in half an hour, and above me some idiot has his stero cranked up. The lowest few notes of the song all pump through the ceiling in a hideous cacaphony. If you've never heard it, you can't possibl understand how bad it sounds.

They're almost certain to keep this up until 2-ish. It's becoming a pretty regular pastime for them, it seems.

It's like I always say... I exist only to suffer.

Maybe I should kill them. And my roommate. I think the prison times might be worth it.

Woke up incredibly sick this morning, with a headache the size of a mountain and as painful as a drill to the head. Cold pills took care of that, but totally wiped me out. I dragged myself home when class ended and took a nap for two hours.

I NEVER nap. I feel like I've betrayed myself. But I felt infinitely better once I woke up. Though I'll be in trouble for skipping out of work...

Still sick. Lonely, too. But the NyQuil is safe with a friend, where I can't get to it.

Oh my god...

the pain... the sheer agony of this headache...

oh god