Fat, Lazy, and Stupid
It is Sunday night, about to turn into early Monday morning. Too much to do, and I am dinking with this thing. I don't really have anything of importance to say and my typing is really stinkig it up tonight. There are only about three hundred and seventy four other things that I should be doing now, so I think I will at least try to numb myself into a semi-vegitative state in front of the television, instead of doing this guilt trip thing.
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