i can really feel your pain, and i'm not just saying that as a trite cliché. your pain is searing through me with such empathy that my coffee-lined stomach is lurching.
ARGH!! it's so bad. my books are in the kitchen, because I tried to get away from the internet, and here I am, typing away. I need someone to put me under lock and key or something. it's so bad. I'm sorry you feel my pain. It hurts, doesn't it?
I'm with you there. I set myself a word limit to reach today, and I'm so far short of it that it isn't even funny. Bah. Also, AIM refuses to install on my laptop. grrrrrr.
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