This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking.
It's really no big deal.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
insomnia
I awoke at 3:30 AM again, making five nights in a row. The walls are starting to whisper accusingly, and my cat is looking at me funny.
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