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I have weird bragging rights. I'm all puffed up and proud of myself now being all strutty and "fuck yeah man I'm polite as shit on the phone, WHAT NOW" and I got my swag on... for... a dumb reason. And I'm kind of okay with it.

... It's possible pain is making me woozy. I tripped over a kitty and hurt myself today. Because I am talented and graceful, motherfucker :D

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Moods are very... swingy. One minute I'm giggling madly at the TV, the next I'm hiding under a blanket and depressed and judging myself.

Now this is a long shot, but maybe... just maybe... I shouldn't keep forgetting my meds.

Oh fuck, speaking of which.... >_>