Awake

Dude, I took that Nyquil at right around seven. By seven twenty I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I was dead like five minutes later. I very vaguely remember my roomie killing my lights, but otherwise, I was dead to the world until like five this morning. Feel mostly better, though, so I call it a win.

I want to buy some books. Namely, The Glass of Tiime by Michael Cox. I totally loved the book that came before this, The Meaning of Night. I rarely touch anything in the High and Mighty Literature section, but Night caught my eye for months and months before I finally caved. More serious than is typically my want, but I do love it.

My fucking computer is being a goddamn fucking pain. Every thirty fucking seconds some damn window pops up yelling about my fucking internet and I don't know why. It's fucking fine *sigh*

Anyway. Was hoping to buy a few books and some manga this paycheck, but of course as per usual bills and stupid crap take any fun out of my check. Blah. I think I'll live though, considering the cool shit I got for my birthday.

I'd swear there were other books coming out soon, I'll have to look around and see what else is being released shortly. I remember thinking it was funny that Sept-Dec, there are big books coming out each month. My only real guilty pleasure will be the special edition of the HP fairytale book.

Crap, I need to fix my lunch. So can't wait until I have a paycheck for groceries, and the new shoes and clothes I so badly need. After that, I can finally buy my damned books.