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[yuuago]

Ugh. I spend all day thinking about writing, and then when I get home, I hardly have the energy to make lunch for the next day, let alone write.

Mind you - I get up at 5 AM, and lately I've been getting home at 7 PM, so I guess it's no wonder I'm tired. It's a miracle I manage to write anything at all when I'm on these longer shifts.

...Whine, whine, whine, jesus christ I feel as if all I do these days is complain! And that, my friends, is why Dreamwidth is a blessing. I could kiss whoever coded the "Don't show on Reading Pages" function. None of my followers will be exposed to my trivial kvetching; only the handful of weirdos who go directly to my journal to read it will see this. (I say this with fondness, of course. You people are lovely, even if you are weirdos.)

This really is a bummer though. I wanted to write... TST and YiH poetry... ugh I think I will have to try to go to bed early instead. -_-

(...After I make lunch. Self, do not forget to make lunch. You WILL regret it if you forget to make lunch. Arrrrgh why does this meatsack need food to function, why can't I just plug myself in at an electrical socket somewhere, whine, whine, whine...)