I always feel ashamed listening to Panic at the Disco - I don't even know why I am; I think it was because I was thinking about Invisible Monsters.

God, I feel like shit. I really had planned to work today. I've sort of been reading all the stuff I need to, but none of it's going in. Fuck.
And, honestly, I really was going to go into school, but threw up and thought fuck it.

But, you know. I'm sure everything will work out. Like, I'll get my brain back from wherever it went, or somethihng.

Fuck fuck fuck.

I feel crap.

I have been eating fake-bacon sandwiches and granola bars, and drinking red wine and black coffee all day. I suppose those are pretty crap choices if you're sick, but I've decided not to care. I'll be sick if I want, I don't care what anyone says. Especially not Common Sense or Logic.

I didn't smoke today, though, not once.