I seem to be getting over a touch of something. I'm all sleeped out. I'm still bleary-groggy-eyed but unable to sleep anymore. I should post comments in people's journals, but I think that i'm going to hit the nyquil instead. I don't really need it but it's easily my favorite over-the-counter narcotic.
"Nyquil, nyquil, nyquil! You big fucking Q... Oh, how I love you!"
Speaking of love and shit, don't you just love it when you go to an empty bed thinking about someone far away and then she wakes you up calling to say that she loves and misses you? This mushy romance crap is kinda nice...
Well, I guess I should wipe the smile off my face, hit the little green bottle and go back to bed. Soon, my three amigoes, you will recieve comments in your journals. Just not today. Could somebody get the lights?
"Nyquil, nyquil, nyquil! You big fucking Q... Oh, how I love you!"
Speaking of love and shit, don't you just love it when you go to an empty bed thinking about someone far away and then she wakes you up calling to say that she loves and misses you? This mushy romance crap is kinda nice...
Well, I guess I should wipe the smile off my face, hit the little green bottle and go back to bed. Soon, my three amigoes, you will recieve comments in your journals. Just not today. Could somebody get the lights?
it's ok, aren't we all cheeseballs when it comes to romance?