Muhuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhggggggg...
Feb. 19th, 2003 04:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maypirateToday is weird and I think I'm becoming narcoleptic, or some crazy thing like that, I dunno, I SLEEP TOO DAMN MUCH and I DON'T GET ENOUGH DONE.
My insides feel weird too, I guess it's a Wednesday thing. Meeehhh...
I don't know about adding an eighth person (besides Clinton) to the Coup. By this, I mean Jim, who doesn't seem to have perceived that he was not present at the Coup's conception. I WILL MAKE THIS T-SHIRT A REALITY!
Tonight is X-Files.
I want a keeboo hug. Don thinks I fell down a well because last night I was too passed out to leave him a goodnight, and this morning I was too late to leave him a goodmorning. It is perceptive of him, because I have indeed fallen down a well...A WELL CALLED SLEEP! Aaaaauuuuugh, will this dark possession never end?
...I guess I'll have to eat dinner anyway, even though I cannot conceive of anything in Stevenson being appealing in any way, shape or form, I think Prof. Jager likes me, and I'm feeling a little run down and tired.
o/" "What is it that she wants? What is it that she needs? o/"
To be honest, I had Vicky find me this song senior year when I was trying to decide which school to apply to early decision, and I was like "WHAT IS IT THAT I WANT? WHAT IS IT THAT I NEED?"
My gatorade did not taste good today.
I want my solid gold tank.
My insides feel weird too, I guess it's a Wednesday thing. Meeehhh...
I don't know about adding an eighth person (besides Clinton) to the Coup. By this, I mean Jim, who doesn't seem to have perceived that he was not present at the Coup's conception. I WILL MAKE THIS T-SHIRT A REALITY!
Tonight is X-Files.
I want a keeboo hug. Don thinks I fell down a well because last night I was too passed out to leave him a goodnight, and this morning I was too late to leave him a goodmorning. It is perceptive of him, because I have indeed fallen down a well...A WELL CALLED SLEEP! Aaaaauuuuugh, will this dark possession never end?
...I guess I'll have to eat dinner anyway, even though I cannot conceive of anything in Stevenson being appealing in any way, shape or form, I think Prof. Jager likes me, and I'm feeling a little run down and tired.
o/" "What is it that she wants? What is it that she needs? o/"
To be honest, I had Vicky find me this song senior year when I was trying to decide which school to apply to early decision, and I was like "WHAT IS IT THAT I WANT? WHAT IS IT THAT I NEED?"
My gatorade did not taste good today.
I want my solid gold tank.
