I have a headache, I told her, bringing my bird-bone hands to try wipe away my sleepless-stained eyes, despite my mental note 15 seconds ago not to do it 'cos it will make the rings worse. Darker. And then I'll be a perfect ambassador of PandaPeopleUnited.
Don't know if there's such a group out there, but hey, there should be one. I'll join in a quater of a heartbeat.
Persevere, she says, as she swings the door shut. Smartass. I wanted to finger her--
Wait, that came out wrong.
I wanted to
point my middle finger
at her. Much better. I do not want to think about sex and m little sister together. EWWW EPIC NO I SHOULDN'T HAVE WRITTEN THAT DOWN OKAY PHYSICS OHM'S LAW.
But shit, I'm tired from facebooking even though I SHOULD be studying (yes clicking a mouse takes substantial effort and brain power. I am a zombie!), emo-ing over my degenerating writing to lift up the blessed digit.
Fact of life: younger siblings are forever annoying.