I wish it were cold.
I fought over burritos
last night. Bean and cheese.
I want a tattoo.
Don't think I'll ever do it.
But still I want one.
That's right suckas.
I'm breakin' out the Haikus this morning because I don't want to get out of bed. But I want coffee. But if I get up, then I have soooo much to do...
And, disappointingly, my morning blog roll has proven quite uninspiring.
And yes, I really did pick a fight about a burrito last night.
Well, sort of... The burrito was representative of other things. I swear, it was. Damn burrito.
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