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Unless I drank it all. In that case, we'll need some more.

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Damn you, internet doctors.

It’s 3:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep because every time I lay down I start coughing until it seems like I will choke to death. It isn’t fun. I’ve been sick for a month. Just when I started getting over the Flu, I caught something else. It’s so not fair.

Yesterday I made the mistake of going on WebMD to check my symptoms. Not a good idea. Apparently I have EVERYTHING from Pneumonia to cancer. Thanks a lot, fake internet doctor.

When I do manage to sleep a little, I have very vivid dreams and some nightmares. I call them fever dreams, because I always have them when I’m ill. I had one such nightmare yesterday. It was the kind that makes you bolt out of bed in a panic, gasping for breath. I can’t actually remember it now, like so many dreams, but I know it freaked me out. Funny enough, the only part of it I do remember is me looking in a mirror and seeing my hairstyle. It looked pretty good; I’ll have to remember to describe it to my hairstylist.



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Oh, Insomnia. You’re my oldest friend.

I haven’t slept more than four hours in the last few days. I would blame it on the stress of job searching, but it’s really much, much simpler than that. I’m addicted to World of Warcraft. At least I am this month.

My boyfriend bought me a month’s play time so that I could play with him. He knows it’s really the only game I like to play, and he likes when I play with him. He’s a hard-core gamer, so it’s nice for me that he enjoys such a simple game. I think what draws him to it is it’s beauty. The graphics are quite lovely, and the Art History major in him is giddy at the sight of all those colors and animation.

I just like it because it’s simple. You quest; you kill some monsters; you get paid. It also gives you the option of working at “professions”. You can choose to be a blacksmith, for example. You can make swords to kill the monsters, or armor to protect you from said monsters. You can choose to be a Herbalist, and make potions to heal yourself after those nasty monsters have knocked you on your ass for the umpteenth time. Those bastards.

The point is I should be sleeping. Instead, I am awake at 2:00 AM playing a game. I forced myself to take a break so that I could analyse this and put it into words. I’m sick. I think that’s it. It’s a sickness of my making. I warned my boyfriend that I get competitive and obsessed with winning. It’s his fault he didn’t listen.

I have a few different characters I play, but these two are currently my favorites.

Yes, I'm a panda. A kick-ass panda.

Yes, I’m a panda. A kick-ass panda.


I made those goggles. She's totally bad-ass.

I made those goggles. She’s totally bad-ass.

As it is getting late, I am going to attempt to get some sleep. If that doesn’t happen, you can find me over on WoW.

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Time for some cute!

Nights are the worst. Night is when my mind races and I can’t always make sense of my thoughts. I start obsessing about all the things I need to do, and then I cry as all my fears start invading my thoughts, and eventually my dreams. I have had a tough few nights lately.

I needed something to make me smile today, and I found this. It worked. I’m posting it here for anyone else who might also need to smile.