So life is kind of crappy; I can deal. I can make lemonade from lemons.
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Fuckers, I forgot to eat dinner! Now I'm hungry, but it is too late to eat. Grrr. Guess who's going to feel famished when her internal clock wakes her up at 5:30 A.M. ish.?
Yuck, my hair smells like shit-garettes (cigarettes). This is why I actually own perfume, so that I can spray my hair lightly and try to not inhale the noxious fumes currently eminating from my mane.
Finally, AIRPORT! Someone, anyone, please drive me. I am offereing MONEY here. $20 to the lucky winner. PLEASE. I'm getting desperate here. By the way, I know that there are things such as super shuttle, but they want to pick me up at about 3:30 A.M., and I don't really need to leave until about 4:55.
Eww, how do people smoke? Okay, off to have more weird dreams...about Arthur. Only to annoy him, though. Ha ha ha.