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I'm home, and chuzzling my brain back to its normal state. It de-mush-ifys my thought process.
I miss Brent, but it's nice to have first dibs on the computer.
I need to get started picking up the crap everywhere so I can move on to other cleaning duties tomorrow.
I love Star Trek Enterprise.
Have I mentioned how much I love it?
Cause I do.
Scott Bakula and Connor Trineer are uberhawt.
I took half a Lortab because there was only one piece of my body that didn't hurt, and that was my right elbow.
I have the nastiest lumps in the back of my neck.
I fucking hate them.
I wish they'd go away.
I need to see a dentist.
I've needed to see one for ages, but I can't afford it, even with insurance.
Mostly because I need too much work done, and my insurance won't cover anything but cleaning.
I'm such a Virgo in that respect. If I can't have it ALL, I don't want ANY of it.
So I suffer.
This is foolish.