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Promises, promises
Apr. 3rd, 2006 09:02 pmIt is raining ferociously out there, and I am about to start planning what goods I need to bring with me into the ark. April is apparently determined to make up for the lack of rain in March. It's all very refreshing, but I suppose this means that most of the cherry blossoms will be battered into pulpy petals.
Not being able to post during my lunch breaks at work is very irksome. I am, however, working on Bernini for the next mini-essay, so you all have that to look forward to, I suppose *g*
The left side of my jaw has been hurting for the past week or so. I wonder if I'm clenching my teeth in my sleep. Maybe Bemo has a few Flexeril lying around that I could take to see if it eases things a bit.
Why, oh why, my darlings, am I so unproductive recently? I have so much to do and no will to do it. Instead I curl up in my big comfy chair and doze. This is the opposite of productive.
Not being able to post during my lunch breaks at work is very irksome. I am, however, working on Bernini for the next mini-essay, so you all have that to look forward to, I suppose *g*
The left side of my jaw has been hurting for the past week or so. I wonder if I'm clenching my teeth in my sleep. Maybe Bemo has a few Flexeril lying around that I could take to see if it eases things a bit.
Why, oh why, my darlings, am I so unproductive recently? I have so much to do and no will to do it. Instead I curl up in my big comfy chair and doze. This is the opposite of productive.