of 365 days of me

First: my 365th post!

Meaning if I made this blog a year ago (instead of like 4 years ago) I would have made a post every single day. If that was true, it would be pretty boring, like reading a 13 years old diary hidden under her bed, except mine's would contain a lot more slash and men porn... OTL

Good things aside, this is a bad luck Sunday in which I should have never got up.

I am officially sick. Well, more so in the sore throat department, even though I have been eating all the Vitamin C things I can find in my kitchen, which is like mandarins and fruit juice... and that's it.

Broke a nail breaking apart frozen dumplings so now there is blood underneath a cracked nail. And it hurts damnit!

Opened my document from last night where I had a substantial amount of my lab report to find that it didn't save so there's only a blank page left. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. At this point, I am more resigned than pissed. Fuck.

And might I add, the internet connection is funky as fuck today. I don't like it.

This day can get better really, anytime now?

I just want to watch Traveler, at least there's bb!Matt Bomer's face there for me to look at.

edit* I just spilled hot water all over my desk, WHY. (Good thing: at least it wasn't on my laptop.)