So...I'm achy, tired, and well more exhausted than tired. I was sick today, but thought it'd be ok to overexert myself. Dumbass...What was a near heart attack turned into shitty afternoon. I'm in bed for a while. I feel better. Mom didn't worry too much. "You're fine, take some Advil." Sure, lemme finish hyperventilating. I don't blame her. She's been upset with me for a bit, and it wasn't like that time I dropped cold in the yard. Lol, good times. Mouse hasn't been feeling well. She hurt two of her legs. My poor baby...So I broke my glasses too. Fortunately I have a spare pair. And I get to go to Plymouth next week! I'm excited. Hm. Odd. I sound joyful when I type, but morose in person. Also, anyone got an idea for an extremely powerful dark power? Stuck on one of my characters in my project. Ok, migraine's back. Nite.