Peck out his eyes, Mr. Squeakybobo.
Jan. 8th, 2002 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bzarcherDriving to Wooster and back=Bleah.
Staff meeting=Bleah.
Lunch after meeting=Yay!
Grocery shopping and errand running after getting back to Columbus=Bleah.
I feel guilty for not being able to pick Nikki up from work, but I can barely get out of my chair. And thanks to my verkakte insomnia, I'm wide FUCKING awake while being tired.
I wish I knew what to do at times like this. Really do. So I mess on the computer instead.
Staff meeting=Bleah.
Lunch after meeting=Yay!
Grocery shopping and errand running after getting back to Columbus=Bleah.
I feel guilty for not being able to pick Nikki up from work, but I can barely get out of my chair. And thanks to my verkakte insomnia, I'm wide FUCKING awake while being tired.
I wish I knew what to do at times like this. Really do. So I mess on the computer instead.
