It's what I'm going to call the feeling when you've just been around too many people for too fucking long and you're tired and exhausted and irritable for no goddamn reason. My limit is about 7 days with more than 5 other people. Well, apparently, anyway.
So I'm taking today off and not doing a DAMN thing. I'm just kind of over socialization. I really need to eat soon though, but I have no snacking foods in the general vicinity of my bed, and my current (soon-to-be-former) roommates are moving in their new roommate into the extra bedroom. I don't want to leave because they're in front of my door. It's awkward and uncomfortable for me. However, I haven't had anything to eat since lunch yesterday at about 12:30 or so, and I've done kind of a lot, so I know I need to eat, but I just...it can wait.
I will be moving soon, however. I've been really slacking in my packing up of my shit. I need to be out of here by the end of the month, and I'm super psyched about my new place, but at the same time...It's just so much WORK. And I don't really want to do it.
But the sooner I move, the sooner I can be in my new bed I bought yesterday. It's another futon, but it's WAAAAAAAAYYYYYY better quality than the one I have been using, and also I got a new mattress too, so I'm just going to be sleeping on unicorn farts and marshmallow pillows. Don't mind me!
I was going to try and write other things, but that's pretty much all I got for you.
Until Next Time, Dear Readers,