Thanks.

The Good Times Are Killing Me- Modest Mouse

I swear, I could write a page about every song I listen to, but then I'd be typing alllll day long.
Anyways. Back to the point.
I often feel crazy with no cause, which often makes me feel crazier.

Funny how it works.

It's times like this, alone in my room, studying the fascinating world of phospholipids. Right above my tiny computer screen, I have this view.



Now, fabulous sticky-note-index-card hybrid aside, I keep these up because quiet times like these get me thinking not-cool sad thoughts. (why do you think I'm busy 24/7?)
It reminds me, not necessarily that I have someone to whine to everytime I'm feeling moody, but everytime I feel like doing something crazy, reverting back to habits of yore, I'm reminded how much I'll hurt the people in these photos.
It's funny how silly photos can make you slowly back away from the edge for a little while.

*sneezecoughblownose* now to write in my blog

Modest Mouse- The View
(mine consists of my backyard)
Cabin fever does not even begin to describe my situation.
I've left my house minimally since Thursday and today is Sunday.
I've read 2.5 books, downed 1 package of cold medication (non-drowsy, what a load), studied 3 chapters of bio, and used countless tissues. Don't even get me started on the amount of TV I watched.
On the bright side I got a high score on Turmac Roll. 1035 points, no less.
Also, I haven't sneezed in one full hour, and I've only blown my nose twice since then.
Yum.