Secret Pop

May 11, 2004

Bag Balm

See? I had to work the night through yet again. And I'm disappointingly far from finished. If you ever catch yourself envying me my lazy afternoons, reading books on my belly in the sunshine-dappled park, just remember this night and its accursed ilk. I wanted to take NyQuil three hours ago. Now, there's just no point. Soldier on? I shall. No one loves a non-soldiering-on-type person.

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