So here I am, sitting at work at 3:56am wondering why I volunteer to work the midnight shift. I feel sh!tty, I probably look worse. I don't really get anything out of it, other then catching up with folks(My new favorite word, btw) I don't get to see too often.
I've had three coffees, 2 cookies and 2 plates of Chicken chop suey since I woke up. My stomach feels like it's got some kind of strange restless animal rummaging through it.
Ahh...bitchy posts.
So yeah, not much to say, just saying it.
'slater,
Luthor...werd
PS: New Comic of the Week Monday afternoon sometime, tell your friends.
PSS: Hey Jules, look I still did it wrong. HAHAHAHAH!
PSSS: Goiter!(no one will get that, and I like it that way)
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S'ok, that something I don't think they teach until 10 or 11th grade.
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