| Current location: | The Doctor |
| Current mood: |  crappy |
| Current music: | Richard Cheese- Creep |
| Entry tags: | chocolate milk, die hard reference in the tags, dragons, hate mail, me, pillows, sleep, spotters, tired, two with that blast, you |
(The Understood You)
I told you.
What did I say? I was going to regret it, and I sure enough do.
"Phoning it in" doesn't cover it. I'm almost sleeping through it.
What have I done to myself?
More to the point, WHY do I do it to myself?
On top of that, today's dragging pretty hard. Which I guess is better than being stupid busy with a bunch of hateful jerks.
Oh here comes one now....
*STRRRRETCH!*
Guh...
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