I'm trying to read On Beauty and not getting very far because it's a kind of concentrate-hard book and I'm so tired and sleepy and drowsy that it's impossible to follow the words on the page.
But how pathetic is it to want to go to bed, to sleep, at 7:34 PM?
I'm too tired even to watch TV.
Damn disease!
Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
Monday, April 24, 2006
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