dauntperplexity | February 6th, 2010

So, I went to sleep at about four o'clock this morning because I had a huge bout of inspiration at midnight and had to finish writing a story. I hate that if I'm in a mode, no matter how tired I get, I still have to finish it.

It blows when I sleep at four and wake up at eight. Especially since I'm sick.

I need my sleep.

So, today, my friend told me that he broke up with his girlfriend. He sounded so sad, and I hated that I really couldn't do anything about it. So, we cooked. It was his form of therapy.

He felt better after we made dinner.

Cause for a smile:

Technically, I finished a story this morning. LIke really early this morning. I was really surprised at myself, but really happy that it happened.

Also, I've been having a huge craving today for stuffed mushrooms and we totally made it.

But I'm still sickly, so sad days.

I really need to get to sleep.

Goodnight.