TORTURED BY RAINBOWS

>_< Agh, my body hurts.

Also, I hate being... sensible. Or bitchy. Whatever it's called when you're the player who smacks people down.

Anyway, my body hurts. I've felt like someone punched me in the jaw since I woke up, just pain that stretched from my jaw up to my ear. And then I realized that I might have had my consult scheduled for today and MISSED IT and dammit.

I need these wisdom teeth out.

And now I'm suffering from... heartburn? IDK, tightness right under my left ribs.

GLEE WAS AMAZING. OMG.

SAM. AND KURT. AND SAM AND KURT. And Brittany. I don't care what anyone else says (especially my sister) I love Brit. She needs someone to hug her and love her and save her from herself. And b'aw, Mike Chang. Also, how can you be in a glee club and never sing?

Also, I told my Dad and Sister that Batwoman was a lesbian at dinner tonight. I was talking about Halloween and how Beth, Jim, and Shane are going as the Batfam and somehow Beth going as Batwoman came up. XD And I was like, to Juliet, 'she's a lesbian'.

Really quiet.

And Dad wanted to know what I'd said that was making Juliet go 'what' and making me laugh and I was like 'Kate Kane, Batwoman, is a lesbian!'.

And pfft, he didn't believe me. Oh family, you know no comics and often don't trust me when I talk about GLBT people in the media. ILU anyway.

/cough cough

I srsly need to schedule a Doctor's appointment and get my allergy shot.

It wasn't this bad last week, but I should have seen the pressure headaches and the slight stuffiness as a sign.

Ugh. I can't breath and I'm hacking and my head is all stuffy.

@_________@

This is why I get an allergy shot in once a year. Also so my nose doesn't turn bright red and puff up like Rudolph. Natural sensitivity irritated by the fact that I'm allergic to my own snot...

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( so, most of you know this, but I have some srs medical/mental issues )

In the continuing saga of Kat + Bodily Failure...

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Mom: Look up.
Me: O-o;; Okay... ~looks up~
Mom: You've got a blood spot in your eye.
Me: O__________O What?
Mom: *explains*
Me: O_O That sounds gross. *checks in mirror* EW. GROSS.

Hate.

Hate.

Hate.

That time of the month.

It's like all the existential angst of being female focused in your crotch.

Ironically (b/c whatever controls the universe loves irony) it started on the day we covered gender in Social Problems class! Which was a class that started out with this.

Professor: So what did you guys think of the chapter?
Me: It Pissed. Me. Off.

ATTACK PMSING KITTY ATTACK!