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My best friend from high school is getting married in September.

*gapes*

Group left me feeling antsy. I have eaten a pile of crap and drunk a little. I don't know what I want to do, I can't think of anything that might work. Maybe I'll try a little nap.

I can't even step away from myself enough to write, I can't put the words together, I. Am. Not. Happy.

OK. Calma. Nappish. Then food, then read. Yes.

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I am toasting marshmallows over a candle flame. Little by very little, obviously. I am spiking them on part of a long dangly earring.

Also I am drinking alcopops because they were on offer.

Also I am rereading a good novel-length fic which I have been saving - SPN, or I'd rec it, not to mention that it's been recced far and wide (Of Bastard Saints in which there are Viking truckers, zombies, demons, etc, and inventive uses of various weaponry/other).

I have dozed quite a bit since my last, and also eaten a little real food, and more crap.

mmm, sugary glop. or should that be gloppy sugar?