Sexy, according to others, because I've lost sooo much weight and my BMI is now 16.8.
Sick.

My kidneys hurt because I've taken too much oxy.
Tired because last night was really bad pain-wise and I kept having really, really weird meta-dreams.

I was a tomb raider in one of them until a golem in the tomb attacked me and my boyfriend took off its head but it killed him too.

This led to my waking up *in* another dream and having a hysterical fit and, after reassuring myself that he was fine, I went to Prague for reasons still unknown to me and was surrounded by idiots obsessed with iced coffee whom I couldn't seem to shake.

At one point my cat woke me up because she was very proud of herself for killing something.
Hungry because I've yet to have breakfast.
Frustrated beyond all words because nothing makes sense.
