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Today can be summarised thus: It's 6am, I'm still awake, and I accidentally sprayed antibacterial sex toy cleaner in my face.

I'm just. I'm going to bed.

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( Pretty much my only (coherent) SPN thought )

amirite?

( Frank Iero )

Can't sleep. :/

I'm not - I have exhibited a distressing tendency towards putting my foot pretty heavily in my mouth on occasion, I know this. A lot of the time it's to do with boundaries, the way mine fluctuate according to comfort and company; sometimes it's ignorance on my part. Insensitivity. Everyone has different triggers, and sometimes things don't even register in my brainmeats as a trigger until the moment is past and I need to attempt to make amends.

If I say something that offends you, in other words, please tell me. I will listen, and I will apologise, and I will try my best not to do it again. I will try to learn to be less oblivious in future.

That's all I can do.

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I've been fretting all day and completely unable to sleep 'cos of the churning in my stomach, which means that cutting my hand on a tin can that I was cleaning out for recycling has pretty much doubled me over with sobs. Eugh, I am so ridiculous, it's not even bleeding much.

*headdesks repeatedly*

I hate being an idiot, I really really do.

On the up side, not being able to sleep has meant I've tidied and hoovered my room, the kitchen and the bathroom, cleaned the counters, done all the washing and drying up and sorted the recycling.

Now I'm gonna go shopping and then try and nap so I can get some writing done.