Wednesday, June 05, 2013

It’s a cow wearing a fez. Cows wearing fezzes are cool.


this makes me want to sing the moo cow song

moo moo moo cow, moo cow, moo
moo moo moo cow, moo cow, moo
moo moo moo cow, moo cow, moo
moo moo moo cow, moo cow, MOOOOOOOOO!!!

Yup. That’s what I got out my four years at UConn… the moo cow song.

If you’re ever REALLY unlucky, you’ll get to hear me sing it. (It’s not that I can’t sing… well, I can’t, but that’s not the point of the moo cow song.)


I’ve been such a lump on the couch all day.

Not that that’s anything new during my forced and unpaid staycation, but it’s starting to wear on me.

Like I want to go do stuff… I’m just not physically capable of it. (Hello, darkness, my old friend…)

Shit, I don’t even have the energy to engage in basic human needs like eating. And I am FUCKING starving.

But that means getting off the couch, walking twenty feet into the kitchen, opening the fridge… and shit, I’m already feeling overwhelmed. Better to stay on the couch.



I’ve become addicted to checking my FFN email address… and I’ve gotten one review: Wow! That’s such a lovely story! Thx!

Amazingly, that makes me feel well enough to sit up and grab the last, warm, sip of the vanilla coke that’s been sitting on the table since 9AM.


Any one who wants to argue that this shit is all in my head (which, yes, to some degree it is), needs to feel like this. This is decidedly not in my head - it’s in every joint of my body. Every cell of my skin… Remember when I said my hair hurts? IT STILL DOES. WORSE THAN THE OTHER DAY.

I don’t know how any one can survive this shit without meds…

Posted by Matty on 06/05 at 06:03 PM
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I needed that…


a day of rest, a day of virtual hugs

I am SO over this freaking job search that Jimmy the Pimp gave me express orders to take a day off and let him look for me. Considering he’s got a bug in his ass to find me a job before I can find myself one, I’m cool with that. I should have just enough to please NHES as it is, even without the two positions he’d submitted me for.

As much as I don’t want to, I may just go hang out on the hammock for a while and let the sunshine try to do it’s thing.


My little bit of fan fic is live on FFN. I’ve applied for an account at AO3, too. Figured might as well cross post and see just how crappy it is.

So far, I have one ‘follower’, which cracks me up. The story’s complete. There won’t be any email notifications that I’ve uploaded new chapters, because they’re all there. Oh well, I’ve followed stories, too. I always hit follow instead of favorite on my phone and then don’t bother to fix it.

At least I have confirmation that one person likes it.

I’ll take what I can get right now. Every little bit helps pull me out of The Ick.

Posted by Matty on 06/05 at 12:08 PM
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