"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Oh geeze. It's looking iffy on whether or not I will make it out of my room for dinner. It's very loud downstairs and my body hurts all over. I want it to be the caf where I can bring a book and no one can bother me.
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