That was a very flat and dreary ka-boom, by the way... Anyhow:
I do have a matching beanie for the scarf, but it's the one beanie that makes my face look like an egg. Me no want look like Humpty-Dumpty. Hmph.
Well, the gruesome texts of Carlyle and Emerson have passed so now it's on to signal the end of Malory's Le Morte D'Arthur as well. Gawd they're dreary... And I'm TIRED! ~!@#$%#@!~
Oh, and I didn't bother changing out of my pajamas because I didn't sleep. These texts would be driving me to imminent insanity, I say... And now, it's time for my overdue shower. I feel... gross.
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