So I'm giving Nick (uh huh, that's his name) the address to this so that he can see how funny I am. But of course he knows this already.
I feel amazing, like I can do anything. And if I wasn't so happy, I think I would be making myself sick. Like sick all over the front of myself. That sick.
It's bad...but in the best way.
In other news, I'm really REALLY tired. I had grand plans of grocery shopping tonight and having a super productive day at work. It would help if it didn't appear to be 8 at night. At least I'm not in the Super Dome.
I'll be more inspired later, I promise.
My pain is your gain.
2 comments:
well well well, I see why we haven't heard from you in a while :)
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