blearghhhhhhh
Aug. 17th, 2005 08:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicidePlease. Kill me now. Gah. So tired. So. Very. Tired.
I keep telling myself I have to get up and get moving. I need to brush my teeth, feed the beast, pack a gym bag for tonight, pack my lunch. And you know, not kill myself because that's too many damn things.
Possibly this music is inappropriate for me this morning. I should put on something pop-y and perky but I think I'd have to hurt something.
Fuck. I have 15min to do the above. I suppose continuing to sit here isn't going to help.
Wah. Wah. Wah.
I keep telling myself I have to get up and get moving. I need to brush my teeth, feed the beast, pack a gym bag for tonight, pack my lunch. And you know, not kill myself because that's too many damn things.
Possibly this music is inappropriate for me this morning. I should put on something pop-y and perky but I think I'd have to hurt something.
Fuck. I have 15min to do the above. I suppose continuing to sit here isn't going to help.
Wah. Wah. Wah.
