That is what I am.

My nose is on the fritz.
My brain is not focusing.
I have a killer headache brought on by stress and Quizno's of all things, and I am generally anxious.

Life has given me lemons, and in the process of making lemonade I have squirted myself in the eye. Ouch!

It must be snowing somewhere.

This paper I am writing right now...has no "to be" verbs.
I have not done that since senior year of high school.

Go active voice!

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Really? What purpose does it serve, other than reminding me that I do absolutely no fucking writing at all. I should be writing right now.

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Too much spicy salmon tartar....

feel gross.

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Perversions of Love ( Read more... )

:) International day of women!

Fantastical.

I

am

not

happy.

not

am

I

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