Once upon a time, there was a faraway land that was really really magical. Unicorns frolicked by the chocolate rivers, you could always see shapes in every single cloud, cupcakes grew on trees, and everyone lived in communal love-huts and sang kumbaya around pink and purple campfires. And there was no such thing as war or disease or Edward Cullen or mosquitoes or Hannah Montana or High School Musical or bad Chinese food or term papers or alarm clocks. And then one fateful day, Satan appeared. And all a manner of bad things happened. And to this day, we remember with sorrow in our hearts the day Satan appeared, and we call that day 'Monday'. The end.
Meh. You know, I can't physically remember the last time I woke up and wasn't exhausted. Tried all a manner of things, but nothing works. Woke up to bug bites all over me, which is lovely. I'll need to fumigate the apartment pretty soon. Sophie turned up a pretty good-sized insect of some kind last night. Worked on some stupid extra-credit thing, which I have now finished, dangit. And now I have to cram for a vocabulary quiz in Japanese that I forgot about, and I need to complain to the front office that the construction workers had better fix my door, and the dog upstairs is howling, and I have to pay my cable bill...
grr arg. One thing at a time, Channie. So no long entry today. Gotta go.
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