Ugh.

[commodoresexual]

Yesterday was the kind of day where I should have just stayed in bed, pulled the blankets over my head and waited for it to be over. Nothing went right, at all.

Tomorrow I will get up, drag my ass out of bed, go to work and just hope it goes better. All I can do, right?

Sigh. Right.

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[mlewys]

Dear Wren,

Please keep the Master in your brain and out of my dreams. He doesn't need to be interrupting my space shuttle flight with Steve Buscemi and Kevin Bacon with bondage.

Thank you.

P.S. Yes, that's all you can do - and something terribly silly as well. Wear something funny that no one will get; I'm wearing my white hair bows with skullies on them.

[commodoresexual]

Dear Toga,

Had I known the little bastard had gone visiting without telling me, we would have had words. However, this is the first I've heard of it. It does explain my lack of odd dreams, though. Tricksy Time Lord.

You're welcome.

P.S. I'll have to scour my closet, then, for something truly odd to wear.

[mlewys]

I'm wearing my NSFW shirt today. A Paris Hilton Wanna-be at lunch asked me what it stood for.

Day complete.