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It is 6.25 and this is the first time I've been able to sit at this computer and have enough time to actually post anything. I keep trying to catch some sleep but it is obviously NOT TO BE. I am exhausted, I am possibly homicidal, and I would really, really like to be able to think in a straight line. My thoughts are all like fog, because they are disjointed and even more at loose ends than stream-of-consciousness.
And I still have to cook dinner and iron uniforms and write thank you notes and make doctor's appointments, and NOT YELL ANYMORE!!!!!
UPDATE: Totally failing, miserably failing, at that last thing.
And I still have to cook dinner and iron uniforms and write thank you notes and make doctor's appointments, and NOT YELL ANYMORE!!!!!
UPDATE: Totally failing, miserably failing, at that last thing.