Depression + eBay = bad. Depression + eBay + Tonner = sooooooooooooooo bad. The doll gods, they laugh at me, and taunt me with low starting bids.

Shut up, there are too doll gods. There are gods for everything, just ask Terry Pratchett.

Honestly, I think I may be slightly PMSing, as well. I was putting away some chips earlier, and when I licked the residue off my fingers it was soooo deliciousssssss. I seriously considered grabbing a soda and just scarfing them. I’m still thinking about it, actually. My low-grade headache agrees that a soda would be delightful.

Fuck me, how is it not even 5 am yet?