Sigh.

Wank.

I so don't have time for this right now. There's probably a lot I could say about wanking, and expecting mods to bend over and take it up the ass without protest, but it really boils down to a pretty simple concept.

If you don't want to be castrated, then you should probably stop being a dick.

Anyway, that's enough of penis-related metaphors for today. Back to work.

Okay. I need to stop letting myself get so upset over things that my head is literally out of commission for a day. I have... gosh, somewhere between thirteen and fifteen pages due in on Friday at noon, and I've barely done a fraction of the reading I need, because I'm just.

*lays forehead gently on table*

Okay. I can do this. I can do this.

This sonofabitch term won't get the best of me.

In the past twenty-four hours, I appear to have developed that which I do not develop - namely a raging, girly, giggling-at-pictures-and-sighing-dreamily-about-their-smile celebrity crush. On one Taguchi Junnosuke.

a) Shit. I fear the point of no return from JE fandom is receding rapidly into the distance.

b) Aja, this is your fault.

c) I will need icons ASAP. Unfortunately, this means: after Friday. SO FAR AWAY. *uses Kazapon as poor subsitute (sorry Kazapon - you're still adorkable!)*

d) Christ, Junno's gorgeous. Christ. He TAPDANCES and BACKFLIPS in a SUIT and has a big dorky smile and actual muscle definition sdljfk;slad oh god.

Oh my god, what have I become.