i was doing something. what was it?
...and then i started reading livejournal, damn its siren song. how is it so ceaselessly fascinating??? oh right--i was going to write a story.
but that's not what i was doing.
(what was i saying? i am tired. no, that's not it. --me, confused and, despite protests to the contrary, tired.)
but that's not what i was doing.
(what was i saying? i am tired. no, that's not it. --me, confused and, despite protests to the contrary, tired.)