June 8th, 2005

bored

wicked

I am a *bad girl*. I skipped work. To write. Well, and also due to severe cramps, but also, to write.

I am drinking coffee and wearing my pajama tank top and shorts. I am *bad*. Like, in a very wicked way. I should write porn. Porn with no plottial redeeming value. Or something. The freedom. THE FREEDOM!

Yeah. I'm pretty much on a different planet right now. Pay no attention to me.