I'm not crazy; I'm just a little unwell...

So... After three straight days of 1200 mg of St. John's Wort, extremely strong coffee, and laying around reading manga while listening to Matchbox Twenty's More Than You Think You Are album, I feel better.

(I highly, highly recommend Matchbox Twenty. I love their music, especially when I'm emotionally screwed up. Best songs: Real World, Long Day, Push, Last Beautiful Girl, Mad Season, Feel, Downfall, Unwell, All I Need, So Sad So Lonely. Download; listen; enjoy. (For Jenny, I also would add "Hand-Me-Down" to that list; I think you'd really get that song.)
...while I'm on the topic of recommendations, I also suggest that Fruits Basket and Saiyuki are entirely worth the ten bucks per manga, whereas D-N-Angel is fun and would be great if it were free, but it's not worth ten dollars.)

The apartment is mostly clean, except Tom's computer area, which looks like a tornado hit a paper factory, and Tom's room-- though I did finally take pity on Baka and change her litter (~which, despite my reminders, Tom has not done in over a month!~) and vaccuum.
God, we really, really need to pay the electric ASAP. And buy garbage bags and dish soap.

...OMG, I'm becoming a housewife.
And I like it, 'cause it means that I'm not working and have too much free time on my hands even with homework, Japanese, and Bible-reading.

Yay for boredom!