In an effort to improve my voice, I've been singing for the past two days whenever there's noone around to listen. My throat is kinda raw, and I feel the urge to belt out "Aint no Sunshine" at work and embarrass myself.
I was doing some gift shopping over the lunch hour, Bing Crosby was playing, and all store clerks were wearing Santa hats. Finally the realization struck me... it's Christmas. Then the crippling depression hit, all my internal organs threatened to give in at once, and all movement took twice as long and four times the effort. I don't know why this happens every year, I don't like Christmas, why can't it be Second Halloween instead?
I should take more snooze time, but I has thoughts, has in a zombifed woken up kind of you know bleary eyed like you should just take another 5 hour nap. awwh that ain't fun. maybe more sleep deprivation is gonna get my mouth opened. hahaha how do you figure, pfft @ genetically modified foods. eat your damn mung bean and urid gruel, its been sitting there for a week.
Make me. ungah. well clearly we have a different point of preference. I'll have to flush it, it looks a bit yellow.