February 10th, 2004

Cleavage is good.


I am so freaking tired. I really need to get myself together and get to bed fairly soon. No bets on this happening, however. My brother is being an arse again. My head hurts. I haven't done any cleaning, which I should have because zorac will be here for a bit this weekend. Work continues to slowly suck away my will to live.

Why isn't it Friday yet? -.-
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