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abracanabraArgh. Pain. Argh. Scanning. Argh. Pain. Argh. Dancing. Argh. Typing. ARGH! Must go to sleep soon. Grrr.
Damn it, all my muscles hurt. Between shit job #1 and dancing in 4-inch heels (making me 6'3" hee hee), I am suffering. I am getting paid for some of it. Unfortunately not the dancing.
I have no time to edit. This is frustrating. I have no time to write. This is frustrating. I have no time to talk to people. This is frustrating. I have no time to play on the web. This is frustrating. I have little time to sleep. This is frustrating.
The scent of hot ink and the taste of bad coffee are working their way under my skin. When they meet...BAM!
Explosion (for those not in the know about comic book sound-effects).
A rill of cotton candy clouds cupped my thoughts today.
That was not frustrating.
Damn it, all my muscles hurt. Between shit job #1 and dancing in 4-inch heels (making me 6'3" hee hee), I am suffering. I am getting paid for some of it. Unfortunately not the dancing.
I have no time to edit. This is frustrating. I have no time to write. This is frustrating. I have no time to talk to people. This is frustrating. I have no time to play on the web. This is frustrating. I have little time to sleep. This is frustrating.
The scent of hot ink and the taste of bad coffee are working their way under my skin. When they meet...BAM!
Explosion (for those not in the know about comic book sound-effects).
A rill of cotton candy clouds cupped my thoughts today.
That was not frustrating.
