Kyle of the Squirrel

I went to the doctor last week for my follow up visit from having gone to the ER, and while I was there I asked him about medication for Restless Leg Syndrome. He prescribed me the same thing that he prescribes my dad and told me to try it out.

Two days ago, I finally started taking the medication. I love how it feels to not have a sensation in my legs which can most approximately be described as pain. More like the embodiment of annoyance, as it doesn’t really hurt per se, but but is just an intolerable disturbance resonating throughout my upper legs and sometimes spreading. I love how I can now find a comfortable position in which to lie down and just stay in it. Not stay in it for a few minutes, but just… Stay.

Normally I’m constantly waking up all through the night and don’t sleep well. These past two nights, once I’ve fallen asleep I’ve stayed sleeping unless my pillows fall off the bed, I have to pee, or a cat decides to lie on face because she feels as though I’ve taken what she believes to be her pillow. (fucking Lily!)

I’ve slept so well that I wake up before my alarm goes off. I’m sleeping so well that I wake up and now muscles ache from relaxing so much in my sleep that they displace bones and everything has to shift into (Turbo! Might - Ty eng - ines roar! tur - Bo charged for more!) place! I used to have to sleep for over 10 hours to get my body so relaxed that it hurt.

Apparently now six and a half hours is enough sleep because I wake up rested and can’t go back to sleep.

Why do I have to take so many pills to be normal?? Why am I a broken bag of chemicals??

Ugh I have rls

These electrons look like indecisive sperms

cartelgathering:

MY CHEST HURTS

cartelgathering:

MY CHEST HURTS

green quarter?

watched Frozen with femchef 

how come she didnt get her bankai

http://starkana.com/manga/B/Bleach/chapter/304.1?scroll

open rp

aphrodisiakon:

eren-ampora:

aphrodisiakon:

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hey whats up

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The scooter wheels screeched slowly until they stopped completely in front of Elsa. With a cold, empty glare Po looked at the Snow Queen for a few minutes, clenching her red fists on the vehicle’s handlebar. Suddenly and out of nowhere, the teletubbie had a revolver in her hand. “Run”, she whispered.

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holy shit

tastefullyoffensive:

One donut to rule them all. [mirachravaia]

tastefullyoffensive:

One donut to rule them all. [mirachravaia]

twerkfred:

iggyzhong:

twerkfred:

psa

if an english person says anything about tea/having tea/having someone round for tea

it does not mean they will literally be drinking tea

tea means dinner

we mean we are having dinner

ARE YOU SRS

YES

so there won’t be any tea at dinner?

scrapscallion:

When we talk about androgynous fashion, we usually mean female-presenting people in outfits that incorporate or echo menswear. One seldom sees male-presenting people doing the same with womenswear, at least in the mainstream.
I think some of that must be a side effect of the privileging of traits, roles, and characteristics associated with masculinity over those associated with femininity—a woman in masculine-associated roles or clothing is moving in the direction of higher status and increased social privilege, at least implicitly; a man in feminine-associated roles or clothing, lower. We associate women in menswear with freedom and assertion; men in womenswear with deviation, grotesquerie, and parody.
How fucked up is that?

scrapscallion:

When we talk about androgynous fashion, we usually mean female-presenting people in outfits that incorporate or echo menswear. One seldom sees male-presenting people doing the same with womenswear, at least in the mainstream.

I think some of that must be a side effect of the privileging of traits, roles, and characteristics associated with masculinity over those associated with femininity—a woman in masculine-associated roles or clothing is moving in the direction of higher status and increased social privilege, at least implicitly; a man in feminine-associated roles or clothing, lower. We associate women in menswear with freedom and assertion; men in womenswear with deviation, grotesquerie, and parody.

How fucked up is that?