Monday, January 3, 2011

SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION




There is a thin, tainted film of something lining the back of my tongue, and I've tried every drink in the cabinet trying to get rid of it. I don't even remember the last time I got a cold or got seriously sick. As a result, I've spent the majority of the day lying across various pieces of furniture. Haven't showered, haven't brushed my teeth. AND, my period - if I decide it's not a better idea to just get pregnant - should be arriving exactly on my birthday in a couple days. 
2011? Just. Ew.

Anyways, Domino is about to start on TV. Time to do some more lying around.  

IȾ iϟ Ẇrittɇn.

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