you know there are days that you don't feel like capitalizing even the first alphabet of the sentence. Like this? well, today is one of them. there's nothing you can do about it. i feel like sh-t right now and wish that someone threw me off a building and call it a suicide too.
i woke up feeling dazed (no, i did not drink) and trudged on ahead from 8.20am. ran out to get clothes hangers, forgot to get milk, ran out to get milk, forgot noodles, ran out to get noodles. then came home, wrote 6 articles to state of complete exhaustion.
who knew one could get so tired just from writing.
oh, and i forgot i made soup and did not give it to the kids for dinner. it's still there in the stupid slow cooker.
see why i hate mondays?
well, here's one to end monday with.

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