September 13th, 2003

fairysquash

Yay, Saturday.

Jake just came up and scolded me for working. *guilty look*

I have Crud. Not badly, just badly enough that I find myself staring blankly into space when people are trying to have conversations with me. So I'm doing some of these mindless tasks that have been at the bottom of my list; like renaming the folders in my email so that they are organized by last name instead of first and I can use it as a mental checklist. Little stuff. Brainless stuff.

Maybe I have enough synapses firing to do contracts. Maybe it would be a bad time to try to do contracts...

Maybe I'll do art! Hmm...

Oo look, cheap prices for Viagra. *rolls eyes*