*squirms*

Uh oh.

I'm restless. I have Coma sitting in front of me, ETICME on the back burner, half a mood theme just BEGGING to be finished, nominees to update, e-mails to send, animated BSB/N'Sync-ers to finish and a mountain of other things to do, and here's me:

*blink*

*yawn*

*scratches*

*stares at cursor*

*goes to friends page*

Sigh. I'm HOPELESS.


PS. tis_true just signed on and I literally squee'd for joy.

sigh

This is the best song of all time. Though it makes me all melancholy. I love love love it. Maybe it's just because I love the movie, and it reminds me of the scene it supports, but I think it's because it's one of the most delicate and beautiful modern pieces ever written.

I am really out of it today. It's almost like I'm half asleep. Granted, that is entirely possible due to my wonky sleeping habits as of late (or lack thereof), but it's different. Almost like... I'm here, but not really here, if that makes any sense at all. Like I'm walking through a dream, in some kind of fantasy, or trapped in someone else's imagination. It's messing with my normalcy, what little of it there is.

I literally forced myself to write Coma today. It's okay, though, because with all the creative energy I've been storing up it actually turned out pretty good. *looks chapter over again* Pretty darn good, if I do say so myself. Whaat? I actually *like* my own writing? :P I guess that means it's time to send it in to my editor so it can be ripped to peices.

Ah. Off to be melancholy and wonder what the heck is going on with my head and try to be normal. Things just aren't... going well, in the life and times of Gabby.

I hate hate hate being sick!

Well I was right. The reason I'm so out of it today is because I have a fever. Grr. I've been fighting off getting sick for TWO WEEKS NOW, TWO WEEKS, and I was doing perfectly fine. Well except for the not sleeping and the aches and pains and always being tired and... anyway. ahem. Fevers. Yes. I hate them.

In other news, I just saw Les Miserables tonight (on TV). The movie with Claire Danes and Liam Neeson (and Geoffrey Rush too, I think). It was really good. Since I've never seen the play and had absolutely no idea what it was about, I thought it was about time to educate myself. :P I liked it. A lot. That Bravo channel is beginning to become one of my favorites. Sunday night (was it sunday night? No... sunday I watched Romeo and Juliet on FX... unless this came on AFTER... maybe Monday night) I saw The Messenger: The story of Joan of Arc on Bravo, which was also excellent. All I could think was "HEY! THAT'S LEELOO DALLAS MULTI-PASS!" *ahem* Long story.

I called Sarah tonight. *grin* It was rather amusing.

Sarah's brother: Sarah, pick up the phone! It's Gabby!

Sarah: *gasp* EEEEEeeeeeeeeeaaHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Me: *laughing*

Sarah: I can't believe it! I missed you, I love you, I tried to call you but I didn't have your number so I got your number and I tried, but I got it from your brother and I couldn't call because it was late but I wanted to call you but I didn't have your number and I missed you! I love you!

Me: *hysterics*

She had me CRYING tonight. Seriously. I was laughing SO HARD that I had TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE. I had to lay down on my bed because I couldn't breathe. Heh. She is the cutest thing ever.

And! Party at Ashley's house Friday! Wahooie! Now if only I can stay well long enough so I can go... Hmm... I think I'll go anyway. rotfl. Infect the lot of them. But really, now. I miss everybody. And it sounds like fun! There shall be games! and cards! and movies! and karaoke! and bagel bites! Rotflmfao... that last one is something of an inside joke... hehe. And Matt and Brian and the other Matt and Ashley and Sarah and yes! I MUST go. MUST I say! It shall be mucho grande fun-o.

So what else can I tell you aside from Les Mis, Sarah, and the party. Hmm. Chatted for about 2 seconds with "the girls" tonight. Don't think they were pleased with what Ashley, Sarah, and I have decided. Tough luck. They'll have to deal. Boy did that sound cruel but trust me, it really wasn't.

Must... stop... listening to Braveheart soundtrack...

Ok. I'm dragging my fevered-butt to bed. Mom wants me to run around town with her tomorrow. That would require sleeping tonight so I can wake up BEFORE 3pm tomorrow. *sigh* I hate sleep deprivation.

Okay, I am going now. No really, I am.

Theme for the Day:

Me: But, in order for me to be able to come to the party Friday--

Sarah: You have to sleep-over at my house!

Me: --I have to sleep-over at your house.

Sarah: *surprised gasp* yhheeeeeSSSSSS!

Me: *laughing*