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I respectfully decline
Feb. 25th, 2007 10:19 amIf you thought we had plans today [and this does not apply to anyone here, so it's more of a letter to the general universe] I'm sorry to say that I must cancel. You see, I feel like crap and no amount of painkiller will fix it. Okay, actually, it might, but it won't wake me up and I plan on sleeping for a giant chunk of the day and anything not spent unconscious will be spent attempting to clean. I think.
That's my story, anyway, and I'm sticking to it.
You know you're more than knee deep in trouble when just the idea of cleaning exhausts you. Of course, that could be the fact that I worked all night and thus I should be curled up in bed, snoozing away the morning. Not sure how likely that is to happen though.
If I could only understand what it is that compells me to watch reruns of ANTM while I won't touch the first run stuff with a ten foot pole, I might be able to tell VH1/MTV no! when they go all marathon crazy. I doubt I will ever figure out how some of them are told they are beyond fantastic while making me want to gouge my eyes out in order to not see them ever, ever, ever again, but I'm weird.
Away I go. Thrills. Chills.
That's my story, anyway, and I'm sticking to it.
You know you're more than knee deep in trouble when just the idea of cleaning exhausts you. Of course, that could be the fact that I worked all night and thus I should be curled up in bed, snoozing away the morning. Not sure how likely that is to happen though.
If I could only understand what it is that compells me to watch reruns of ANTM while I won't touch the first run stuff with a ten foot pole, I might be able to tell VH1/MTV no! when they go all marathon crazy. I doubt I will ever figure out how some of them are told they are beyond fantastic while making me want to gouge my eyes out in order to not see them ever, ever, ever again, but I'm weird.
Away I go. Thrills. Chills.
