roamingaround

I woke up at 8:30 this morning, natural-like. There must be something amiss in the cosmos.

I may have found some more work, which is good. I'm running out of cash fast, and the bills are just creeping up on me like bullies in the school bathroom. The question is whether or not I should just take the swirly like a pro, or scream and gurgle all the way down.

I fell asleep in my makeup. Ick.