So....

so the world is convinced that i am having a nervous breakdown of some kind, and possibly i am and am just unaware, and is treating me with all this extremely annoying concern (annoying as it will make me cry if they keep it up) and why oh why is the world so interested in little me?

because little me that never hurts herself or goes to the hospital has been *twice* in the past two weeks now first for not breathing thing--which seems fine now btw-- but then for stitches on my poor pinky since i did something i never do and had a slight (major) incident with a meat slicer. (never had stitches before...very odd to watch yourself get sewn up). and of course, i have a cold. running nose mush everywhere. i am disgusting. and a gimp now who cannot even unfasten a bra without little staby stabs in my hand. or take a shower without assistance for a few days. ick ick ick. and none of this of course refers to the anxiety attacks, which appear at random (like last night...are my tetanus shots up to date? how long does that take to get you? is it fixable? =2:30 am trip to comp to look it up)

anyway. i guess my body needs a break. only i've been breaking for over a week now, dammit! (hmmm clearly didn't take, judging from my tone).

in other more positive news, yay for pir8fancier! and yay for porn!