I'm thinking I'm losing my mind

I want to buy a few biographies on Coleridge. They're cheap on amazon if I get them used. Am I doing it for class? No. Am I doing it for some sort of essay? No.

I'm doing it for research.

For the historical fiction I want to write.

*sigh*

Ok, I didn't buy the biography

I special ordered it from Claremont's library.

Diet update: Things are going much better today. My appetite has returned, for the most part, however the cravings are still going strong. I think I'm going to experiment with some recipes tomorrow to make some low-carb desserts so we don't go insane. Or just buy jello. Whatever. I'm definitely going to make the roles that mrmonkeybottoms so kindly linked to in a previous entry. I think Jaime is going crazy without bread...and I sure would like a turkey sandwich. With tomatoes. And avacado. mmmmmmmmmmmm.

I really wish there was something more interesting for me to post about. Truly. I wishI had an update, or at least a drabble. I wish I had a funny story about my day. I wish I had something, anything, to make this vaguely worthwhile to read. But I've got nothing. Every day is the same--workschoolworkschoolwork--and so is every night. And every weekend. Every waking second is nothing but the same as the waking second before.