I think I'll disappear now, slip out sideways, just for a while, but until then...

So I can't go to sleep last night and end up still bloody awake past 4AM. Then I have nightmares that were even worse than the mass-murder-and-torture one I had the night before. Keep in mind that I have not had a proper nightmare since I was eight years old. Today my eyes can't distance focus, so my notes for classes are....probably wrong.

And of course my grandfather picks this day to try to guilt-trip me into going to visit him over Thanksgiving. He "misses being a part of my life." I am going to very cooly explain that I doubt that since he has yet to tell me that he got remarried two months ago. And then, I am going to bed and ignoring the fact that the day is making me want to DIE.