Thursday, March 4

Something's wrong with my tear ducts

I dunno what's wrong. Maybe I'm saving the best for last. Or maybe I'm just trying to not be depressed.

My drafting project is sort-of almost done. Huzzah. Salute (cheers)!

I suddenly feel like a girl-scout mom. Like, I'm always saying to myself and some other people to not forget these, and those and the essentials and whatever. Girl Scout!

...Procrastinating.

FIN.


And oh, expect to see crying to-morrow.
Don't forget your Kleenex!

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