Sunday, January 11, 2004
Suggestions welcomed, but rarely heeded.
I'm sorry to god and everyone who finds Sunday to be a worthwhile expenditure of 24 painfully SLOW hours, but Jesus f-ing Christ it's killing me. We aren't talking crucifixion bad (just to make another highly inappropriate religious reference), but as it stands right now I think I'm going to spend the rest of my evening eating microwaved soup and watching The Hours just to remind myself exactly how shitty I feel right now.And yes, there is an explanation for all this. We'll get to that later...
Heather at 4:18 PM
