(no subject)
Apr. 23rd, 2001 12:43 pmAs I woke up with a sinister headache this
morning at six o'clock, I called out of work.
This always manages to make me feel guilty
for some reason.
I shall now rub my eye for ten seconds, as it
pleases me to do so.
No word from Richard, even after the email
I sent him last night, telling him how I felt
I was falling apart.
morning at six o'clock, I called out of work.
This always manages to make me feel guilty
for some reason.
I shall now rub my eye for ten seconds, as it
pleases me to do so.
No word from Richard, even after the email
I sent him last night, telling him how I felt
I was falling apart.