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I gotta stop alliterating.
I gotta stop alliterating.
I'm scaring myself. I just made a list to myself of things I had to do before I could crash, and I kid you not, it went like this;
Pants, plug, pizza, pop, pill, power, plop.
The last being "plop" down into bed. Sad just sad. My mind frightens me when it gets like this...
I'm going to go douse it liberally with sleep and see if that helps alleviate the symptoms.
Later,
Later
LadyAnne
And I completely typed that twice by accident. *Sigh*
1 comment:
I'm happy you are blogging again! I'm sad I'm not at school with you!
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