monday off-eringssomething feels funny tonight.
my hair was too clean all day;
i could do simply nothing with it.
my stomach feels like it's been submerged into a deep fat fryer.
my right thumbnail is way too short for comfort.
my left foot has a fruit fly landing on it.
my big toe itches.
my wrist hurts from this damn desk.
too awake to go to bed.
to antsy to read.
i need a jane fonda workout.
guess i will group chat instead with my friendlings.
how are you?