NF: Completely without energy or willpower or anything like that. Even typing this is a chore, and I dread to think of the effort that will be needed to reach over and grab the mouse once I'm done with this post. But at least typing takes my mind of other things, so I'll do it a bit. I'm also very bored; I tried getting involved in conversations but it was too much effort to think of replies in an acceptable time frame. And the one person I found who I could be bothered talking to, said they'd "brb", half an hour ago. I should really go to bed, but that would entail going upstairs to turn dad's computer off, going all the way downstairs to get a drink of water (the kitchen being two flights of stairs from dad's computer), then coming back up here where I'll still have to clear my bed of the crap that collects there during the day. I would also dearly love for someone else to be happy, but can't do a single thing about it and that kills me. Apologies for the boring rambling, but I'm just a tad fed up so I won't care if people feel the need to have a go at me for it.