%#&@#& Nosebleeds...

So it's two in the morning and I'm sitting up with a Kleenex shoved up my nose and a nosebleed that's cousins with Niagra Falls. Sigh.

Nosebleeds are frustrating in that they kind of kill your ability to do much except sit there and try not to get blood everywhere. Cause bloodstains are about the worst thing ever to try to clean.

They're also kinda gross. I'm not really a squeamish person, and blood doesn't usually bother me, but when it's leaking out of my nose at a rate that makes me wonder if I'm having a stroke and I can feel it in the back of my throat, it doesn't quite sit right with me. Grumble.

Regardless, I'll probably be up until this stupid thing decides to stop. For now, I'm going to abort this rather gross post and write another one about something a might more interesting and fun to read about.