...you did not see me. This is my official declaration of undeadness...I got a job, a 60-hour week, and all remaining hours are hereby reserved for moaning, whining and sleeping, for the next 10 weeks. If I survive the bronchitis I've contracted in the less-than-people-friendly working conditions... and I'm not convinced that I WANT to. Anyone
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*gets you some tea and plumps a pillow*
have a rest and know that i'm not going anywhere!
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