Peel Me Off The Ceiling Floor

i've felt crappish all day. not just "my tummy hurts from too much cake but i'll be better by noon" but "i can't smell, breathe through my nose, or speak. i'm choking on my own snot here" kinda crappy. on my day off too.

finished mary. he's adorable.

working on a black blouse with clovers.

had to turn down my one request for winter formal. going to the party of the angel i gave up. i've made myself promise i won't feel anything but friendship toward him, because i know he loves the firefly and i am eclipsed by her glow.