Because I'm sick. In the body as well as the mind at the moment, which is a change from normal. Work has been FIERCE and it's a habit of mine to fall victim to any floating bug the moment a deadline passes. So deadline day was yesterday and today I'm home wrapped up in my doona (duvet to you foreigners) with a nasty sounding cough and lots of
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THEY ARE TWELVE. THEY CANNOT TIE THEIR SHOES. THEY NEED TO WEAR VELCRO CLOSING SHOES AND CRASH HELMETS ALL THE TIME.
Dude, don't get me started crapping on about Urban Decay. We'll be here all day. I WANT SOME GASH. (Oh that sounds dirty)
I MUST WRITE FASTER DAMNNIT.
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OF COURSE I TALK TO STRANGERS. IF I DIDN'T HOW WOULD I KNOW ABOUT THEIR SEX LIVES? I'M NOT A MIND-READER, YOU KNOW.
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