Agh

Jan 05, 2007 03:45

I haven't done any work over the entire holiday, and I go back on Monday. Well done me. Also, it's four o'clock in the fucking morning. What's wrong with me? Why don't I sleep?

Oh well. These things happen. No point worrying about it.

I want one of these so much I can taste it. Although that might be the brandy butter from earlier - why do they sell it in such big tubs? It only goes off. Aaaaanyway. I ought to have a cup of tea. I'm in a strange mood.

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silliness, moaning, stressed

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