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Tagged by xx_housecat_xx for this thing.  *sends more belated birthday huggles*  And I stole her table, as I don't know what the original format that kept screwing up was, and figure I don't want to try to use a format that kept screwing up anyway. 
No idea who I'm tagging, as I think most of the friends that I talk to regularly have already done it, but here's who I've poked:
finding_jay
lawgrrl_23
saturn_hime
vinny_life
tamianity
But if anybody else just wants to pick it up and fill it out and pretend I tagged you (as I'm fairly certain I can pick the bunch of people who won't respond), that's fun too.

( Table majigger. )

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Haven't been online much lately, mostly because I have been sleeping at weird times lately, mostly because I've pretty much started hating my life again lately.

I feel like such a teenage cliche all of the time. For example. Note the repeated uses of cursing in the stuff below, the fact that I'm miserable, and the fact that I blame it all on my dad.

And what I figure is the worst bit, when I get all depressed, I get pretty much every one of the possible physical symptoms: I'm alternating between hypersomnia and insomnia, haven't had a day without a headache all week, I've been eating a whole lot of junk pretty much constantly just for the little seratonin boost, and I'm thinking that that fucking cold is coming back just when I finally started to stop coughing because I noticed that my throat started hurting again today.

Though I know my uberpissy attitude right now is because my dad just initiated yet another row with me, this time because I didn't read his fucking mind and realize that I should take a bigger part in the family by doing both mine and his fucking chores. And then of course he tries to be all innocent and have no idea why I'm upset when he's been setting into me for the past 10 minutes while I was trying to ignore him, which isn't really possible when he's insulting me, in this non-overt way so he can claim that he didn't, and normally I wouldn't really care (or at least I wouldn't show that I did), but when your own dad is essentially telling you that you're fucking worthless, it's pretty miserable.

So yeah. That's fun.