Wednesday, April 13, 2005

"You're toxic, I'm slippin' under..."

Yeah, that's right, it's a Britney quote. Blame the illness and its related delirium.

Day 2 of the plague. The word of the day is "uuuuuuggghhhhh."

I made a deal with The Man. If I get one semi-longish task completed, I can jet.

So, that said, check you cats later.

(By later, I may well mean "next week." I requested off Friday for doctor's visit and car repair.)


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