"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Sunday, December 25, 2011
So sleepy. Got drunk off wine and champagne, managed not to fight and eat pie, but didn't sleep much and woke up with horrible stomach cramps. Still have Christmas dinner to get through. My new yoga mat is beautiful.
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