I just took a Vicodin because I think I broke my jaw. Or something to that effect cause I can barely chew.
Anywho, now I feel all fuzzy and slow... (not slow retarded
luckycharms3, slow like underwater)... and I'm still here for another 3.5 hours. Then I think I'm going to kidnap my boyfriend and just cuddle cause that's all I feel like doing.
Or I'll get convinced that I need to help him move. Something like that. But cuddling can be my payment. Ray is an awesome cuddler.