I am seeing things twice, I'm not worried but I'm sad I missed out. So. Blech. Sick, no audition. And a sorry to Mike.
All the cough cough cough.
All dizzy, I'm finding it hard to write things & I wish I could. Instead; I'm going to watch SO much West Wing.
Yay!
I need some more eye pictures.
So, I don't write anymore. I hate people like me.

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending:

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