lierdumoa | Hmmm.

I feel like crap. Might have been something I ate. This is troublesome.

Had weird unhappy dreams last night that I can't remember, except for the fact that they were weird and unhappy.

I got a bunch of paperwork done yesterday. Yay! My three volumes of Death Note arrived. More yay! In between paperwork and collecting mail I read volumes 2 and 3 of Bleach. I liked them a lot. The yay doesn't stop! Now I want to read hetfic for that fandom. And hurry up and get started on the DN project. Which, btw, is going to kill me. Kill me dead. Dead, I tell you.

Wow. I really feel like crap. There's this ball of sick in my stomach and I'm not sure which direction it's planning to go. I think I have a legitimate excuse to blow my potwashing shift. But gah! There are so many pots and I will have *guilt* if I leave them all for the person after me to deal with. I was supposed to do them last night but ended up going to bed really early instead, and now I'm think my being overtired may have had something to do with dinner and not just been run of the mill exhaustion.

Fuck it. Someone else can pick up my slack for the day. I will make up my hours later. Come to think of it, I'll probably just go to IKC (intensive kitchen clean) tonight and pick up my own slack. There. Guilt gone.