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[gnome]

Sleep is something that is supposed to hopefully refresh you and give you energy to get through the day.

Err no, not last night/this morning.

Not entirely sure where the dream came from but it was con crew and we went to Dreamworld or something o.O Except we got there and were made to fill out questionnaires or some shit. I managed to fill out 1 while everyone else did 3 and they were going to make us do more. I said to someone, I think it was Neko, that I'd rather go home than stay and keep doing questionnaires. So everyone got up and were leaving but I wasn't ready to go and just really wanted to go have fun. Zalia stayed with me and I think everyone started coming back in too but then i woke up.

I am totally unrested and have had some painkillers for the headache and the back feels out of whack. Felling a little mentally unstable today which will make work most entertaining.

In other news dad has not eaten his dinner from the last 2 nights -_- Sunday night dinner is still on a plate in the fridge and last nights mum all put in the one container after he went to bed. Do not know what his problem is nor do I think I want to know.

I think at this point I might ask for a couple days off without pay so I can get my brain back in the right gear. I'm not feeling like myself at all.

Comments

[terrayndian.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry that it has been so hard for you lately. Despite my work and school issues, I have a home to escape to, where I can simply relax without distraction. I can't imagine coming home to the same crap like with your father. Mood swings are the worst. You simply cannot reason with someone who is trapped in a mood swing cycle, especially when it veers to the more toxic emotions.

I wish there was something I could do for you, but sadly, my extra bed is just a few too many miles away for you to use... not that the offer isn't always standing. ;)

[gardensgnome.livejournal.com]

I either need to win the lotto (would be awesome), find someone to live with (err no thanks) or not come to con and get my finances organized and my butt out of home...dun wanna miss con *clings*

I'm just oging to stay out of his way for a bit until he decides to talk to me I guess. I'm actually not minding not talking to dad as it can be frustrating to find things to talk about but it's is definitely stressful to wonder if his next words will be a complete blow-up or a simple question. Very messy to deal with. It's like walking on this ice here some days.

Build me a teleporter and I'll be right there <3