tell us what we did wrong
Apr. 26th, 2008 10:01 pmBeing a social person is exhausting. All I desire now is to huddle up with my internets (precious internets) and a book, and spend the next two days in splendid, restful isolation.
But, alas. I must finish this essay between tomorrow and 1630 Monday. Perhaps it will even be a passable one.
And if I don't get my arse back to karate tomorrow, I'm never going to get this retraining program underway. So that's two hours out of my day.
*makes plans*
*that involve getting up before noon*
*on Sunday*
But, alas. I must finish this essay between tomorrow and 1630 Monday. Perhaps it will even be a passable one.
And if I don't get my arse back to karate tomorrow, I'm never going to get this retraining program underway. So that's two hours out of my day.
*makes plans*
*that involve getting up before noon*
*on Sunday*