oh gd. why, again, was i up until 3:30am working on poetry? guh, this is what happens when i get brainstorms at 11 at night, and then come home to find that maddy has puked everywhere, and have to clean before i can work on anything. (sorry for that image, i'm sure you probably didn't want to hear that)
i do not want to be at work today. i
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