I officially ran out of gas last night. I went to bed at 6:45. I never heard back from HCMC yesterday on what the heck I'm supposed to do now.
I am a zombie today.
My breakfast leaked all over my bag today despite being sealed in Gladware and wrapped in a plastic bag. My planner smells like honey, vanilla, and almond.
My brain is mush. My innards are broken glass. I want to go back to bed.
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Now playing: Hot Water Music - Position
via FoxyTunes
Miscellaneous crap pertaining to the in-between life of an in-between girl called PikaPikaChick.
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