I hate being afraid...

All I want to do right now is get on a treadmill and exercise for the next 10 years.... All morning I've just been dying to pump weights... and yet I'm absolutely terrified of doing the slightest exercise. :( I've already been in bad shape for the past week or so and the last thing I need to is kill myself because I'm slightly restless. Aside from which I'm also low on energy to start with. It's been harder and harder for me to sleep at a comfortable time and trying to fix it is like hell. I hate this.

So I don't know what to do... It's not like I can just go back to my workaholic mode and do 50 sets of situps and pump metal... *shrug* I'm ok... But I would give anything for just one month where I could do all the exercise, all the homework, and all the writing I wanted...

More cranky tired crazy rantingness

I'm starting to feel like my Muse wants to jump ship. Annoyed with giving me countless ideas and me not putting them to use. I'm dying to write right now but I'm too tired to do it. Too tired for poetry, too tired for fanfiction... too tired for life. My kingdom for just one good hour of writing... alas... 'tis not to be and so I can only hope my Muse will visit me in my dreams... and NOT in the form of a nightmare again :( *sigh* I give up on trying to stay up later, it's just not going to happen. I'll have to push myself like crazy tomorrow though.... Have to leave for Boston @ 10 and won't be back until very late.