Stoning in front of the computer screen... munching chocolate marshmallows... probably will wind up with a sore throat tomorrow. The scores I was supposed to be memorizing are scattered untidily in front of me.
I have a problem with accepting reality.
I just don't want tomorrow to come.
It's not working.
Oh well. At least I managed to complete some work this weekend, no matter how meagre.
Now will someone just slap me so I'll wake up and get back to life?
11:47 PM
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