Controlling My Feelings For Too Long

Current Song: "Showbiz" -- Muse

Instead of cleaning, I ran unnecessary errands and then ate a lot of Chinese food. And couldn't stop bitching about how every shred of my being hurts. What's wrong with me? It's gotten pretty fucking old.

Also, I tend to swear a lot when I'm in pain. Sorry.

I bought all the ibuprofen today, so that'll help.

I wish the knot of muscle under my right ear would go away so I would stop thinking about tearing my own head apart with my own hands just to get some blessed, blessed relief.

I think I might miss Heath Ledger.

I wish I could stay up past 9:30 in the fucking evening. I'm failing at this game of Life.