i feel like a squirrel has crawled into my chest and died. graphicsboy has made me some detox tea, he claims it will help. i will keep you posted.

i had an odd dream last night that involved cuteben and robert, and some party that we just couldn’t/wouldn’t/didn’t want to leave. for some reason it was my job to usher them home safely, and i would find robert and then cuteben would disappear. so then i’d go in search of cuteben, find him curled up passed on a couch and then robert would be gone.

can you guess who were the last to leave the bar last night?

i just want to take a nap. i need a nap. a nap and a weekend of not a whole hell of a lot to do, which is exactly what i’ve got on the agenda.