Yuck.

Oh, man, the next time the woman who works with me offers me something for my toothache, I'm going to say, "Oh, hell, no."

If last night wasn't officially a sign that Vicodin makes me puke endlessly, then I don't know what the hell it was. Which sucks, because it's the only painkiller I've ever taken that actually kills my pain without me having to take half of the bottle at once. Dude, I don't even get it. I have a really low tolerance for alcohol and a ridiculously high tolerance for drugs. I'd rather sip a Smirnoff to numb a toothache because the other option is practically taking a heaping handful of whichever drugs are available. It's just weird. I'm teeny, for crying out loud. I should not need goddamn horse tranquilizers to knock me out.

In other news, wait, THAT'S an official statement? Man, I finally found something that makes me like burr86's mocking comments at efw. At least I understood where they were coming from -- I mean, hell, it's gotta suck to be him right now, and everybody's got to vent. But ... but, NO. Pro-ana comms as support groups? Bitch, please. A real support group for anorexics helps them GAIN weight, not lose it. Thanks for playing, please try again. *eye roll*

Seriously, is everybody at LJ trying to get themselves fired and/or sued? Because if I was a mom with a teenage daughter and she died dued to advice given on a pro-ana comm, I'd sue Livejournal so fast they'd all get whiplash. (Granted, I'm not sure how plausible a case would be, but STILL.)

You know, in some ways it's morbidly amusing watching LJ dig themselves a hole deep enough to bury themselves in. Hmm.

I just figured it out.

I should have my hair back to default-icon length in about three to four months. Not that I'm rushing it or anything but, you know, the short hair thing is a one-time thing. By the time autumn rolls around I'm going to be dying for long hair again just to keep my neck warm. :)

So, anyway. I've spent the last few days since I made the big no-more-fanfic-for-a-while decision brainstorming new novels and organizing the ones I've started work on and have to rewrite or finish. I'm not allowing myself to get too in-depth or anything until this weekend -- right now, it's just a very short summary of whatever plotbunny pops into my head. Pretty much, it's just a list of silly back-of-the-book-blurbs. They all sound a bit cheesy and silly, but then again they're supposed to, at least to amuse me anyway. :)

Last night I wrote one that means my main line of research will be to learn about annoying spoiled socialites. Oh, fabulous.

Also, last night I decided that this weekend I'm pretty much going to wallpaper the spare bedroom in brown wrapping paper so I can just plot out stories on the wall. Hi, I'm a dork! \o/