....bleh....
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Unable at the stomach... if such a term exists
You feel like a Lola or you feel like a Franka?Originally Posted by Scheherazade
To everyone who feels bad: get better soon!!
I feel bad today. Wish I could just sleep right now; but have to go out to do some quick errands. It's one of those days!
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
My brain's all fuzzy from sleeping for too many hours, then pumping my system full of caffeine because I thought it would balance out. It didn't.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
I wish you get better really soon
Ah, I know what that feels like. Tonight I'll be getting too little sleep - have to wake up at 8 am, and last night I couldn't fall asleep until 6 am...
I guess I'll be napping in the library this morning...
Spurned
~
"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
~
High on night air, loud music, and driving too fast
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Too fast? What, like, five over?
Today reinforced my hate for slackers. Seventeen stalls and runs, two large airing yards and three large full time paddocks to my *expletive* coworker's three stalls and two full time paddocks. Shouldn't this **** be split evenly?
Fighting a cold....and pollen...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
No dear. Remember how I have these funny little oddities in my personality, such as the fact that I could drink you under the table? This is another one of themToo fast? What, like, five over?
Today reinforced my hate for slackers. Seventeen stalls and runs, two large airing yards and three large full time paddocks to my *expletive* coworker's three stalls and two full time paddocks. Shouldn't this **** be split evenly?
So you're feeling well-rested today, eh?
(haha long time, no see Skib)
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
I thought we were gonna keep that whole no-tolerance thing on the down low?
Oh, I've been prowling the forums daily. However, my conversational module has been broken for a while. Litnet is rarely without my keen eyes to watch it's back.
I don't know why, but I find orange/red hair to be sexy...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Grumpy, grumpy, grumpy. Still waiting for this internet connection... I hate these smelly internet cafe's... grumpy...
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