seriously, i've been home all week. juliet james jamerson has the flu (which i know for a scientific fact because as you may not realize, they now have a test to accurately determine whether or not you do or do not have the flu) and each day begins about 7, and in about three minutes i look at the clock and it's 4:30. which is very disheartening. and now it's 5:23 which means an hour has flown by since i've sat at this computer. (i am highly exaggerating in case you didn't realize. but it feels like the truth).
in the bathtub (oh, i just took a bath so that i could shave my legs. peeaire is giving me some pervy looks as i sit here, fyi)i was thinking about a couple of totally random things. which at the time seemed coherent enough to write a blog about. but now my thoughts, they're gone.
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