Hell.

[azurelunatic]

Isn't it just when you need, desperately, some time to relax and unwind by your fucking self when everything hits?

The phone rings.

The phone rings.

I get what feels like 20 instant messages.

Everybody comes home while I'm on the phone with one of the few people I do want to talk to, making her hang up.

I knock books over.

I need an orgasm and sleep so badly that I'm about to cry.

I've been trying to get both since 7, and have gotten neither.