I'm only sleeping!
Yawning while upside down is not a particularly enjoyable experience.... Unfortunately I get myself into the strangest positions in retrieving things around my room while trying to never get up from my chair..
I am a lazy, lazy being.
Uh... weekend was cool, I caught a cold and it makes me sad. My troops are not rallied; my white blood cells obviously have no morale. I don't think it's the rations.. maybe i have to talk to them. One doesn't really know how to talk to one's own cells, but perhaps if one gives off the feelings of encouragement toward said w. b. cells, they will get thoroughly bucked up and start defending one's system again.
I've been reading WAAY too much Jooster fic, did I mention?
Nom nom nom... I don't know how to get hyper anymore. IT'S THIS DAMNED STRESS. First came the wave of acne, and next the cold, and now it is a somewhat dilapidated feeling.
RLY NOT COOL GUYZ. I THINK I SHOULD BECOME A DAOIST TO PREVENT FURTHER STRESS PROBLEMS IN THE FUTURE.
PS: OH MAN I FORGOT TO MENTION MRS. CALDWELL'S PIE WHICH WAS VERY VERY YUMMY. IT WAS A MASTERPIECE. I NOW WORSHIP MRS. CALDWELL, DESPITE MY TERRIBLE GRADES. SHE DESERVES SOMETHING FOR BAKING PIE THAT GOOD.
I am a lazy, lazy being.
Uh... weekend was cool, I caught a cold and it makes me sad. My troops are not rallied; my white blood cells obviously have no morale. I don't think it's the rations.. maybe i have to talk to them. One doesn't really know how to talk to one's own cells, but perhaps if one gives off the feelings of encouragement toward said w. b. cells, they will get thoroughly bucked up and start defending one's system again.
I've been reading WAAY too much Jooster fic, did I mention?
Nom nom nom... I don't know how to get hyper anymore. IT'S THIS DAMNED STRESS. First came the wave of acne, and next the cold, and now it is a somewhat dilapidated feeling.
RLY NOT COOL GUYZ. I THINK I SHOULD BECOME A DAOIST TO PREVENT FURTHER STRESS PROBLEMS IN THE FUTURE.
PS: OH MAN I FORGOT TO MENTION MRS. CALDWELL'S PIE WHICH WAS VERY VERY YUMMY. IT WAS A MASTERPIECE. I NOW WORSHIP MRS. CALDWELL, DESPITE MY TERRIBLE GRADES. SHE DESERVES SOMETHING FOR BAKING PIE THAT GOOD.