So Much for that
Jan. 30th, 2005 01:34 pmA dense fog descended upon the land overnight and, when it finally dissipated, most of the ice was gone. All in all, we got very little snow, but a fair amount of ice. But it shall be but a memory by the time tomorrow morning rolls around. If this is all the Winter I shall be afforded this year, I promise to be indefinitely unhappy and uncooperative.
I woke up this morning with an ache in my head and a Yorkie on my chest. At first, I thought I was a victim of an incubus, but no such luck. It was only my ragmop of a dog. This experience didn't improve my mood for the day. I'm hoping it will get better as we progress into the afternoon. We may be going to the post office later on where I'm hoping to find my unrated director's cut of Pitch Black. That will turn my mood swiftly, because I'm a pathetic media whore and fangirl with absolutely no hope of redemption.
For all the perverts out there, I'm typing this nekkid, as I'm about to jump in the shower.
I woke up this morning with an ache in my head and a Yorkie on my chest. At first, I thought I was a victim of an incubus, but no such luck. It was only my ragmop of a dog. This experience didn't improve my mood for the day. I'm hoping it will get better as we progress into the afternoon. We may be going to the post office later on where I'm hoping to find my unrated director's cut of Pitch Black. That will turn my mood swiftly, because I'm a pathetic media whore and fangirl with absolutely no hope of redemption.
For all the perverts out there, I'm typing this nekkid, as I'm about to jump in the shower.
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Date: 2005-01-31 06:43 pm (UTC)