NaokoSmith
Honourable Slut
- Joined
- Jul 10, 2012
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My mood is . . . ugh.
She isn't going home yet. Maybe Tuesday. If the vomiting stops.
Sorry she won't be home for a bit longer. So glad for you all that she is recovering.
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My mood is . . . ugh.
She isn't going home yet. Maybe Tuesday. If the vomiting stops.
My mood is . . . ugh.
She isn't going home yet. Maybe Tuesday. If the vomiting stops.
I didn't get to work today.
I feel sick but I'm not.
I guess it's the reaction of my Mothers death.
I didn't get to work today.
I feel sick but I'm not.
I guess it's the reaction of my Mothers death.
Trying to balance all I've lost with what I have left.
Trying to balance all I've lost with what I have left.
In the mood for writing - the Muse is perched on my monitor, smiling on me.
Not sure yet but with a leaning toward lazy.
Blank.
No more thinking is possible. I've fried those circuits.