Memento Mori

So far today, so good. I'm guzzling water to quench the insatiable thirst I've collected over the course of the night and deciding what I want for breakfast. And waiting for Cake Wrecks to update. Is it twisted that I know this happens at precisely 6.30 every morning?

I think I slept deadly though, judging from the fact that when I did get up to go pee and rinsed my eyes out, they were so stuck together I could still barely get them open.

I really want today to be a Jael Has Energy Day. I'm sick of living in a haze... literally, because when I wake up exhausted, I'm too tired to fool with my glasses that take so much focus to adjust to. So I don't wear them. After this baby comes... we are getting new glasses, because I'm sick to death of the issues with these ones that I've been putting up with for what... five years now? Gah. Never let me be swayed by Swarovski crystals again. Just don't let it happen. Dan suggested I try contacts, and I'm not sure whether I'd be able to handle that. But I guess I'd be willing to give it a trial. Peripheral fuzz *is* one of my hugest annoyances about this current pair I have. They sit so far out on my nose it's utterly ridiculous.

Okay, Cake Wrecks time. Then breakfast.