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*headdesk* I need another fandom like I need another hole in my head.
So why have I spent the last several days (and nights!) searching out every Pirates of the Carribean fanfic featuring Jack Sparrow/Will Turner/Elizabeth Swann that I could possibly find and reading them all in giant gulps of intensive obsessive behavior?
Never mind everything that needs to get done (inc. but not limited to RL things like laundry, dishes, clean room, homework, and fandom stuff like betaing, responding to comments, or even, like, reviewing some of the lovely stories I was reading), I have no self-control whatsoever.
Oh, and my sleep-habits are totally screwed up now. I actually enjoy messing with them, but I'm beginning to not be sure that it's healthy in a mental sense. I couldn't do much this past year, because my grandparents really didn't like the idea, but before that I'd try at least once a year (usually when v. stressed with school) to, oh, go to bed at 3:00pm (right after school) and then wake around midnight and study or read or whatever until time to go to school again. This is wonderful in theory but social engagements and weekends tend to wreak hell, plus that I a) can't function on reduced sleep, b) I am a heavy sleeper and cannot fall asleep or wake up easily at all, so trying to get onto an earlier schedule tends to involve lots of restless tossing and turning as I try to fall asleep.
Eh. Right now I'm not even on anything that methodical, just random four- or five-hour naps.
And Mom is getting here tomorrow for the weekend. I should clean house.
And shower.
Woe, my-life-is-so-disorganized.
This episode of self-indulgent whining has been brought to you by . . . I dunno, invent something. *yawns* I should delete this instead of posting. Really.
. . . *feels whiny and self-indugent, so posts*
So why have I spent the last several days (and nights!) searching out every Pirates of the Carribean fanfic featuring Jack Sparrow/Will Turner/Elizabeth Swann that I could possibly find and reading them all in giant gulps of intensive obsessive behavior?
Never mind everything that needs to get done (inc. but not limited to RL things like laundry, dishes, clean room, homework, and fandom stuff like betaing, responding to comments, or even, like, reviewing some of the lovely stories I was reading), I have no self-control whatsoever.
Oh, and my sleep-habits are totally screwed up now. I actually enjoy messing with them, but I'm beginning to not be sure that it's healthy in a mental sense. I couldn't do much this past year, because my grandparents really didn't like the idea, but before that I'd try at least once a year (usually when v. stressed with school) to, oh, go to bed at 3:00pm (right after school) and then wake around midnight and study or read or whatever until time to go to school again. This is wonderful in theory but social engagements and weekends tend to wreak hell, plus that I a) can't function on reduced sleep, b) I am a heavy sleeper and cannot fall asleep or wake up easily at all, so trying to get onto an earlier schedule tends to involve lots of restless tossing and turning as I try to fall asleep.
Eh. Right now I'm not even on anything that methodical, just random four- or five-hour naps.
And Mom is getting here tomorrow for the weekend. I should clean house.
And shower.
Woe, my-life-is-so-disorganized.
This episode of self-indulgent whining has been brought to you by . . . I dunno, invent something. *yawns* I should delete this instead of posting. Really.
. . . *feels whiny and self-indugent, so posts*