Yak, yak, yak. Get a job!
You know, I always get this urge to write something and it bubbles up in my chest and slides up the back of my esophagus and kind of hits that "I'm going to gag" area of my throat before my attention is totally siphoned in a totally opposite direction and I'm sitting there going, "I guess I'll do that later then." So then I think, "Man, it would be a lot easier to write something if I could just complete that process and throw words up all over my keyboard." I really only mention that because I don't actually always have an idea of what to write, just mostly that I want to write it.
It's New Year's eve and I'm partying with Germans and then some, which means that I will probably be completely out of commission tomorrow. And that's funny to me now, but wait until tomorrow when I feel like two breeding elephants just trampled all over me.
Well, I hope you people - and I don't mean that in a necessarily rude way - have a fantastic evening and remember to be moderately safe! Happy New Year's! ;D
"Stoned" isn't a mood on LiveJournal, and that's disappointing.
It's New Year's eve and I'm partying with Germans and then some, which means that I will probably be completely out of commission tomorrow. And that's funny to me now, but wait until tomorrow when I feel like two breeding elephants just trampled all over me.
Well, I hope you people - and I don't mean that in a necessarily rude way - have a fantastic evening and remember to be moderately safe! Happy New Year's! ;D
"Stoned" isn't a mood on LiveJournal, and that's disappointing.