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Apr. 24th, 2008 04:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I think the thing is, I get lonely for attention when I'm sick, but my introversion threshold is waaay lowered when sick. So it's like, "Come talk to me... okay, go away."
I managed to make bean soup with chicken, that I cooked myself, without crying, passing out, or setting anything on fire. Go me! I added enough pepper (red and black) and wasabi to make it spicy enough to penetrate. Worked last time.
I'm torn between wanting death and kind of wanting whiskey. This is unusual because I usually don't like whiskey.
I can never use those avatar makers, because I can never get the hair right. I get too picky. Plus the necks are universally teeny, and mine... isn't.
A request: please, for my distraction, link to avatar-makers you know about. I'm bored and sufficiently all-surface to want to do something finicky and ultimate unimportant.
I managed to make bean soup with chicken, that I cooked myself, without crying, passing out, or setting anything on fire. Go me! I added enough pepper (red and black) and wasabi to make it spicy enough to penetrate. Worked last time.
I'm torn between wanting death and kind of wanting whiskey. This is unusual because I usually don't like whiskey.
I can never use those avatar makers, because I can never get the hair right. I get too picky. Plus the necks are universally teeny, and mine... isn't.
A request: please, for my distraction, link to avatar-makers you know about. I'm bored and sufficiently all-surface to want to do something finicky and ultimate unimportant.