Physical: Wrist still hurts. It's sore. Not sure why; I haven't even used it much lately. And it's only the right one, which is odd. Oh yeah, and PMS is hitting. Yay for random, wild mood swings/hormones. I pity those who come into contact with me.
Mental: I've got some stuff to work on, but mostly functioning on auto pilot.
Emotional: Like I said with the PMS. I can hack it during the day, but lately it does not seem good for me to be alone at night. Jenni does frightening and disturbing things when left to her own devices with only her warped little mind for companionship. Unfortunately, there are about three people I can tolerate when I am like that.. and only maybe one would consider keeping me company. Hrmph. Oh, I know - Greg needs to come live in my bed and entertain me. He can dance or something. I'm cold and need to be amused. *bitch, bitch, bitch*. That poor boy; I think I've scarred him for life. Oh well.
Artistic: I drew two pictures I rather like, but I get the distinct impression they are going to scare a lot of people when they are completed. I will scan when done and see.
Misc: Happy Birthday, Evan! 20 years old... yeep. *gnaw*