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After my near-panic last weekend I asked my boss if I could have today off for my nervous breakdown, and he was cool with it, so I'm at home going quietly mad. Somehow the combination of 'overwhelming to-do list' plus 'bizarre goings on at work' plus 'full of fandom feelings' over the past week has added up to this:
WHEEEE!
My nervous breakdown started by
1. sleeping in
2. braiding the girly fuck out of my hair (I, er, have a lot of hair. And it's now a braided crown with flower pins in it for no particular reason)
3. Over-sharing on the internet.
Aaaand now I'm going to go shoot things in a video game before I post anything so graphic it ruins all my net friendships ever and makes the people who know me in meatspace avoid me.
*skips and sings*
They're coming to take me away, tra la!
WHEEEE!
My nervous breakdown started by
1. sleeping in
2. braiding the girly fuck out of my hair (I, er, have a lot of hair. And it's now a braided crown with flower pins in it for no particular reason)
3. Over-sharing on the internet.
Aaaand now I'm going to go shoot things in a video game before I post anything so graphic it ruins all my net friendships ever and makes the people who know me in meatspace avoid me.
*skips and sings*
They're coming to take me away, tra la!
