Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.
eliade

Jesus Christ

Yes, my LJ has finally reached its nadir, and we have updates on missing videotapes and the functionality of my nose.

1. Found the tape, right before I dropped off to sleep. Suddenly envisioned myself straightening a pile of tapes by the floor of my TV stand and had a vague sense that I might have stuck the tape I was holding back into them. Went and looked and there it was. Fuck me. After checking the bathroom, the fridge, the windowsills behind the curtains, the couch cushions, the laundry piles, my bedding, my backpack, and my TRASH, I thought to check...the pile of videotapes.

Kill. Me. Now.

2. Except you won't have to, because I'm going to die of a nosebleed. Number FIVE, perhaps, which I could actually watch occur in real time as I lifted my lipstick toward my face in the mirror right before preparing to leave. Sigh.

I am staying home today, doing light work if any, and am going to try and get a doctor's appointment.

herself_nyc felt the need to tell me that this week's SFU graduate died of a nosebleed. Thanks, Herself! ::gives you The Look, then gives up and giggles::

Why are my upstairs neighbors always home? Unfuckingbelievable. Seattle. City of Angels Slackers.
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