I'm thinking about 1000 things as usual.
1) I miss my sweetie
2) I want to claw my sinuses out. (I've been having fits of ouchiness in between spells of laying down and passing out)
3) If I didn't feel like death warmed over I would have solved problem number 1
4) I miss my horsie
5) Dammit I want a beer. I bought a six pack to enjoy after work and since I feel like shit, I haven't busted into it.
*headdesk*
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I will not shove “it” up my backside. I do not know what “it” is, but in my many years on this earth I have figured out that that particular port hole is best reserved for emergency exit only. -GK
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