Indeed, it may injure my brain cells, like a lotta overload of liquor. Indeed, it may tire me tremendously, like I've run rampantly round and round a roundabout, looking for the red sign at the end of the road, that reads,
But I seriously cannot sleep without having done at least a little bit. It's an illness. I've decided I'd like to call it laziless. And yes, I like inventing words - adding to the vast array of English lexis - because lately the dictionary lacks lustre. It's time to pull out the post-its and play.
*Note: Posted this morning, on behalf of last night, because last night I was too tired!
Sorry you're so tired! I'm fried too, mostly because of the time change, but maybe because I stay up too late...
ReplyDeleteOh yes that can always make a difference! Ours doesn't change until the 28th. I don't know how I fit in all the things I do in everyday! How do you do it? How do you handle all those comments on your blog? You must get a seperate email for each one right? Loved you post today. Very informative! :)
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