| Tick tock, one day it all stops |
[Jan. 9th, 2005|04:15 pm] |
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It's four in the afternoon and I have done nothing but the usual sitting on my ass, in my room, killing time with waste as a weapon. And I'm going to continue doing more of the same for the rest of the evening. The only time I'll come out of hibernation is if I'm busting for the toilet and crossed legs are no longer helping. SAVE ME! |
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