"I Could Have Danced Danced Danced All Night..."

I have a) a hole in my head. for serious.

b) a tongue so masticated that I have to sleep with cotton and tissues in my mouth

c) no fingernails, and

d) more toenails then I want.

Also, e) a large sore on my leg.

I win at pointless minor injuries. ^_______________^

Support Group was fun to-night. Mainly we played tell Colleen to break up with her boyfriends, because they are teh_crazy and bad news like whoa. Also we threw pillows at Sandra and told Amy to gogogogogogogo for this new job offer, because it is for the win. (We also told Soujin she was an idiot but congratulated her for being the sanest person in the group).

Work was rather lovely, if utterly confusing, and--other than that, the day was suitably uneventful. I telephoned Zara! ^___^

I think really the most important thing in my life right now is the minor injuries of doom. My tongue.

"I Don't Know What He's After..."

Wow. I am so incredibly sleepy. ^^;;;

I work evening shift to-morrow--I forgot to mention that. Laaaate. Also, I have so many letters I need to write. But Friday is library day, and I think I am going to check out Derek Jacobi's Hamlet again. His Hamlet is admittedly awful, but Zara had good things to say about his Horatio that I evidently missed the first time around, so I'm in it again.

I am also copying both of the James Taylor CDs I got at work. Miss Kylee, would you like them also?

*fallsover* Yeeek. It's all I can do to type properly. XD And I'm yawning enormous. Sosilly.