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Jul. 9th, 2008|05:58 am |
Last night, I managed to accidentally smack my head so hard against one of the kitchen cabinets that I can still feel the bump this morning.
Then I almost dropped a cleaver onto myself.
It was at that point, Chris told me to leave him to the washing up in peace, before I managed to kill someone (namely myself).
...I'm not having a good week of it, am I?
-Mmaster
PS: This morning I woke up at 3:30 then just before six. Right now I feel mildly nauseous, despite having taken one of the tablets (though it probably hasn't kicked in yet). I'm not 100% sure these tablets actually accomplish anything, but I figure, why not? |
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