i was actually going to do something today (i swear), and what happens? i wake up with an angry red eye infection. not so happy.
all i want to do is be a brazen sexpot, and instead i have been a depressed and sickly couch potato for weeks now.
not happy at all.
must...shake...off...bad...mood. and get a moniter for my damn computer so i can resize a new picture for my journal.
all i want to do is be a brazen sexpot, and instead i have been a depressed and sickly couch potato for weeks now.
not happy at all.
must...shake...off...bad...mood. and get a moniter for my damn computer so i can resize a new picture for my journal.
monitors are good.