It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

So...my head hurts more than it should be allowed to hurt, seeing as I did not go out and get drunk last night. I stayed in and drank juice and water and watched a movie before writing some on my essay. And posting 39728174 times to LJ because when writing essays I can't RP and LJ is my replacement RP because it takes less time SHUT UP don't judge.

When my head started hurting, my first thought was "LOL MAYBE I'M AN EMPATH! I'M HAVING EMPATH HANGOVERS" like some horrible person we all know and love who claimed to be one (thoroughly co-opting a part of a belief system, everyone loves that) to get attention that was otherwise not focused on her. Someone else was in pain and people were paying attention to them so she wasn't the center of the world? "FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT MY PAIN BOOYAH I AM THE CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE AGAIN!" Not...that she was doing it with hangovers...

ANYWAY my first thought was spiteful so I am a horrible person!

But, you know...maybe it's a sympathy hangover! More likely, I need coffee. Heaaaddddd :(

I got a new fan though! It won't make horrible clangy noises AND it has a timer so it won't be running all night long. I need the sound to fall asleep, but once I'm asleep, the electricity is fairly wasted! And the fan is more powerful too. Useful for summer!

Oh god, my poor brain. Back to my essay on the history of mental health policy in New Zealand *cries*