so, the place looks good eh? i did some redecorating to occupy myself before i broke something or someone. see, 7pm hits and i turn into a less than pleasant person... sick boy quitting heroin in trainspotting looked more comfortable than i do at 7pm everyday. but once the clock hits 8, i'm fine again. its really just that one hour a day that gets me.
so i made my lemonade for tomorrow which means only ONE more night of cutting lemons. it's a bit of a tease though, because i still have 2 days after that before i can experiment with real food again. but goddamn, at least no more lemonade assmouth. im beat right now, going to make my tea and get to bed soon...
oh, and please answer the new fancy poll over on the side there. thanks.
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