water water everywhere but not a drop to drink. that is the problem at work when there is little/nothing to do. there are many things in here i would like to read. many things. many of them ordered for me. by me. and no. i cannot. i can only look at them.

c got irrationally irritated by my interest in star signs. it was very funny, so i harped at it for a bit. it has been a very slow day for all.

in case y'all were worried, i am back on solid foods, albeit small ammounts. leaving me hungry, but my stomach is still sore. i am never eating yoghert again.

i need a holiday. i am unsure of where though/this is an imaginary holiday, because i have to move soon. imaginary holidays are ok, though/

i have found a happy place to go at night. i like to think of it as my library. walls of books, one of those amazingly comfortable chairs from bayswiss. rich carpet. i am still building it; it's a good way to pass time when i cannot sleep and i have thrown up two days worth of sanity. i am normally much saner than this. i just feel chemically deprived at the moment.

i only have an hour left. i have nothing of interest to do tonight. i am not sure what 'people' do on weekends. not that this is my weekend. it's my thursday.
ah god, i am going now. i think i will sweep. yay. yay!