Bah. Humbug.
Today is Useless Day, thanks to the joys of girlbody foo. My particular manifestation causes me to not feel all that icky, but if I actually put any pressure on myself to Get Things Done (tm) I will crumple into a little soggy ball.
I should be glad it's only for one or two days a month that I'm like this, but - grr. It's a limitation, and not one I want to accept, no matter how much easier I may make it on myself if I do.
I should be glad it's only for one or two days a month that I'm like this, but - grr. It's a limitation, and not one I want to accept, no matter how much easier I may make it on myself if I do.
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cranky
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