Rargh. I'm all headachey and phlegmy and bizarrely mopey right now. Not good company for a rock, in short. Also, possibly heading for a small crash. *shrugs*
I need to stop having exhaustingly emotional conversations with people for a while. Also, to stop poking at the bits of me that are alien. *shakes head at self* Curl up for a few days and get better first, self. Heh.
On another note, we watched the film Primal Fear last night (also Mothman Prophecies - Mam was in a Richard Gere kinda mood. Or possibly a 90s kinda mood. Hard to tell), and I noticed a song on the soundtrack that I hadn't before, and now kinda love: Cancao do Mar. I've no idea what the song means. I just love the sounds of it. Heh.
The movie wasn't half bad, either. *grins faintly*
I need to stop having exhaustingly emotional conversations with people for a while. Also, to stop poking at the bits of me that are alien. *shakes head at self* Curl up for a few days and get better first, self. Heh.
On another note, we watched the film Primal Fear last night (also Mothman Prophecies - Mam was in a Richard Gere kinda mood. Or possibly a 90s kinda mood. Hard to tell), and I noticed a song on the soundtrack that I hadn't before, and now kinda love: Cancao do Mar. I've no idea what the song means. I just love the sounds of it. Heh.
The movie wasn't half bad, either. *grins faintly*