.... because I've clearly lost it.
I need to snap myself back into shape. Physically and mentally. Seriously, getting Ted has thrown my entire schedule way off course. I need to stop fretting about the dog, put him in the kennel and drive my lard butt to the gym. Then I need to come home, do dishes and perhaps some laundry. After that I should probably tidy up my closet, organize my desk and upload the new music I've been meaning to do for oh, I don't know....three months!
Someone needs to come slap me around!
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No really. I'm waiting.
Help!
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