Don't disturb the eels.
Apr. 23rd, 2007 10:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lllookaliveCan yesterday just never happen again, please? Never ever?
Gods I am so exhausted. And I just woke up. I feel like I was clubbed or something, I must have slept funny. I kept having this dream that some guys were in our apartment and being all sketchy, I think they were Jen's friends. She was angry at them so me and her hid in her room and ate this spinach stuff and I think I ate a whole baking dish of pot pie. I woke up with a stomach ache and it won't go away.
DON'T WANNA GO TO CLASS.
I wanna stay home and collect my brain. I think it got away from me somewhere in there.
I think today requires retail therapy.
Gods I am so exhausted. And I just woke up. I feel like I was clubbed or something, I must have slept funny. I kept having this dream that some guys were in our apartment and being all sketchy, I think they were Jen's friends. She was angry at them so me and her hid in her room and ate this spinach stuff and I think I ate a whole baking dish of pot pie. I woke up with a stomach ache and it won't go away.
DON'T WANNA GO TO CLASS.
I wanna stay home and collect my brain. I think it got away from me somewhere in there.
I think today requires retail therapy.
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Date: 2007-04-23 11:53 pm (UTC)Mmmmm. Eel.