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Peck out his eyes, Mr. Squeakybobo.
Driving 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.
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Don't feel bad about not picking me up, please. :)
I felt better by the time I left work — I concluded the fever-and-chills sensation I was feeling was a result of (a) being overlayered in a warm room or (b) it being the time of the month when my hormones do strange things. Or both, who knows. :)
Catch you later.
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verkakte.
verkakte.
verkakte?!!?!
Nikki-nori, what is it with these amazing friends of yours you're introducing me to? He just became my Short Duration Hero Of The Day!
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Dear, dear friend...
You have yet to see how deep the rabbit hole truly goes.
I have to agree, I'm quite looking forward to meeting you.
And then we will carry Nikki off to do unspeakable things to her. (Or you probably will, anyhow. I'll probably just go out for a fudgesicle from the ice cream shop.)