gah

So last night I hit my head, pretty badly actually, one pupil wasn't dilating correctly, I went to sleep anyway, no-one could be bothered to stay up with me, I figured I was better off to die softly than be awake and miserable knowing that no-one actually cared, wow how emo is that?
But I'm pissed off so it's harder not to eat, I googled the calorific content of a grilled cheese sandwich, and tried to find healthy snack foods, as usual breakfast was a peach and a cup of coffee, I'm going in to town later, have to persuade myself that the Chinese buffet isn't worth it, it's hard right now, because he was here last night, knowing I'd hit my head, and he was the only one without a decent reason to stay up with me, except, you know, that I'm not actually worth the effort and he'd rather get some sleep, which is reasonable, I'm really kinda not.