Sick
I have nothing of real…substance to talk about really…mostly out of it.
I have nothing of real…substance to talk about really…mostly out of it.
Time to whine
The only part I hate about the fall/winter is the dry air. My nose is scabbing, and my face is melting again.
Currently I’m home alone, writing papers, free of any/all people distracting.
I’m not 21, which is no big deal to me really. Not that much of a drinker, never seen a reason to.
Our local water supply (ground water) has been in my opinion over chlorinated. Every time i bath, it is like showering in a almost under chlorinated pool.

The Lost Gardens of Apollo. Amazing someone/some group outside the game developers created the place within a online game.
Yep, 21, and I don’t feel a day older than 5.
I dunno..its not like I drink anyways, if I do, its a glass of wine. Not into the various liqours out there.
Thanks for the happy birthday Ashley.