I did call my dad, and here is what I learned:
- Phoning somebody up at three in the morning, and bursting into tears and telling them you love them makes them think you're suicidal
- Which I wasn't, or at least not this morning I wasn't
- bbd says he loves me regardless
It says something about my brainset that the last one was a bit of a shock.
Explanation, or why buzzy started gibbering wildly:
- Headaches suck and have eaten my life
- I've realised that I don't have much in the self-worth field beyond academic success (and porn writing)
- The above point makes me an even more fucked up bunny than I thought.
- Also, I invest way too much in what people think
- The headaches have eaten my school-work and my capacity to do said school-work and this is the year of my finals and my diss, and I'm seeing my supervisor/personal tutor this morning...
- He just made a buffy reference. On bunny-boiler novels, "well, that's what Anya thinks should be done to them"
bbd's just phoned again, proof that he is cool: