Sooo now that my sleep pattern is completely fekked...
Really?!? Five thirty in the morning? I know I slept in on Sunday but after Saturday night who wouldn't? Uuughh.
Fuck it...No bitching, no excuses, no retreat, no surrender. Not that I ever would...just have to slap myself sometimes. Percussive maintenance as my Witch would call it. Speaking of, fuck I miss her. *shrugs* What can you do? More caligraphy and some violin and some chainmail this eve, I think.
Fuck it...No bitching, no excuses, no retreat, no surrender. Not that I ever would...just have to slap myself sometimes. Percussive maintenance as my Witch would call it. Speaking of, fuck I miss her. *shrugs* What can you do? More caligraphy and some violin and some chainmail this eve, I think.