I'm so pissed off right now

First of all, I wasn't in a good mood to begin with due to a cold, atrociously aching hips, and cramps. Oh, and it's actually nice outside (save for a lack of sun), but I can't go anywhere because I can barely walk. I also want to go back to my room, my proper room, not here, and I hadn't noticed that I've had some anger accumulating for the past days until now when I punched the table when the ep wouldn't load. Then it did load. And 95% of it was some of the stupidest drivel I have ever seen on television.
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*gasps in shock*

Okay. I'm calmer now. Painkillers are goood. I'm... actually hot. I'm rolling up my sleeves and my trouser legs. My hands are sweating as I type this. Maybe part of it is the cold (the disease, not temp). It probably is. Still, It's 60s outside. Why must I be sick at such a gorgeous time like this?

Meanwhile, I still haven't done any of the humongous heap of reading I have to do and I haven't written anything since two days ago. But I am having smutty thoughts. That's something.

I have a question. If I posted a smutty (or non-smutty) piece from the novel I'm working on, would any of you read it? Just curious.