Oct 05, 2004 22:28
I have a cold and an eight o'clock class; I should be writing my philosophy paper due tomorrow, but I'm not.
Instead, I'm mounting a picture of Black Cat, one of the most well-endowed and sexual super-heroines ever, on my door.
Actually, that's part of the larger process of cleaning up mine and Joey's room, which I do not mind staying up to do. When Joey does work, you take hold of it and hold on as long as you can.
Sudafed Cold and Sinus rocks my socks.