Feb. 4th, 2007
I'm running low and it's fucking COLD outside. I keep thinking that there are only two months left until spring (when I'll at least start to get better if hay fever doesn't kill me), and February's short, but it still seems ages away.
Not much to say today, except that I'm really, really cold. D: I'm moving to someplace really warm but hurricaneless one day. Rawr.
Not much to say today, except that I'm really, really cold. D: I'm moving to someplace really warm but hurricaneless one day. Rawr.