Tomorrow Will Be Better. Especially If I Go To Bed Now.
Posted by Moose on June 16th, 2010. Filed under: Meat Suit.I am exhausted. For no apparent reason. I have theories ranging from physical (staying up til 2 a.m. and Jillian Michaels’ coven of perky sadists) to emotional (“you want to be self-employed? how sweetly misinformed you are. now get over there and apply to some wretched temp job”) to psychosomatic (“can you catch black magic? cause that woman’s glaring at me for taking the last coffee sleeve and she looks like the sort to study up on voodoo. i feel faint”).
But this soothes me:
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June 16th, 2010 at 9:49 pm
Yes, yesterday I had to just go to bed and call it a day. Sometimes that’s the only cure.
Sending hugs your way! And if that fails, chocolate!
June 16th, 2010 at 10:13 pm
You didn’t happen to be laying underneath this beautiful sky in your bikini catching some rays with a big, fat book, didya?