baby, you have become my addiction

Hello, I am miserable and sick. :( I don't know how this happened but it is distressing how awful I feel. I have consigned myself to bed for the day to lie about uselessly, poke around online, and sleep a lot. I cannot write or find the energy to fangirl or even complain about how my car battery inexplicably died without any notice whatsoever. (I drove it fine one day, parked it, and returned the next day to find that it refused to start. Why, car, why would you do that to me? What have I ever done to you but love you tenderly? And this is how you repay me? I am not pleased.)

If you love me even a little bit, flist, would you kindly do any of the following:
- link me to fills you love on the kinkmeme! (or just rec me cute fics in any fandom, oh kradam, I miss you)
- write me something cute and fluffy or porny! (any fandom, I am desperate for something to distract me as I lie wasting away upon my fainting couch bed)
- rewatch the video of Tom Hardy exercising and take a moment to notice the stats: I loled at how the views and favorites all spiked in the past two days as this video passed its way through fandom (it was around 1500 views when I first saw it)

I had things to say about football (Spain and England winning their Euro '12 qualifers 4-0, Nando scoring twice, Defoe hat-trick, Hart on goal!) but... Most of y'all don't care. And I won't bore you with ramblings on my RL shenanigans involving Korean barbecues and Korean drinking games and Korean noraebang. You guys, I'm not even Korean. Why is any of that in my life?

I will resume rolling around looking piteous in bed now.

Those of you going to SM Town '10 in LA: have the time of your lives! ♥ See, I still think about kpop sometimes.