Dec 14, 2008 20:14
I can't open my mouth to put a toothbrush in and I see stars every time I yawn, which is often, because, it's finals season. I'm advised to get a bite-guard but I'm tired of treating symptoms.
In other news, I will soon attempt to contact Ze Frank via email and, using my charms and matchless wit and probably certain pictures, I will persuade him to become pen pals. I will then seduce him and bring him to my castle in Ohio where we will make many babies.