I have so many more things I want to post about right now, but I know it's not a good idea, because at dinner I decided that mixing cold medicine with a margarita was a brilliant idea, and I know the chances of me forming coherent thoughts are somewhere between slim and none.
Damn it.
So, I'm sitting here with my laptop in bed, with several bottles of Dayquil and Nyquil on the nightstand next to me, contemplating watching bad horror movies on Netflix, when what I really want to do is blog the hell of out of some things, like more on "Creepy" guys, the Duke Sex List, What is up with disappearing socially awkward women?, and more stuff on HAES.
So I'm just going to throw something cheesy with vampires on, and probably fall asleep halfway through.
Stupid headcold.
Woo! My Evil twin is on skype!!! Saved from bad horror and Nyquil induced Kafka-dreams!!!!
Damn it.
So, I'm sitting here with my laptop in bed, with several bottles of Dayquil and Nyquil on the nightstand next to me, contemplating watching bad horror movies on Netflix, when what I really want to do is blog the hell of out of some things, like more on "Creepy" guys, the Duke Sex List, What is up with disappearing socially awkward women?, and more stuff on HAES.
So I'm just going to throw something cheesy with vampires on, and probably fall asleep halfway through.
Stupid headcold.
Woo! My Evil twin is on skype!!! Saved from bad horror and Nyquil induced Kafka-dreams!!!!