Why I Don't Want To Be Here Today
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*wry grin*

Damn.

She is makin' me remember why it is I swing both ways on occasion. Damn and damn again.

*shrugs, purring softly*

No play for Jax yet. Still trying to follow doctor's orders.

No play for Jax yet. Still don't have my boys... or my bard... or the darkling demon who keeps haunting my thoughts and ISN'T ON BLOODY ICQ NOW THAT I FINALLY GET IT WORKING... *sheepish grin*

Erm.

Yeah.

Anyway, today is class. Photoshop class, and I'm going to have to actually be participatory and all that. Ick. So not fun. Mostly not fun 'cos I have ONE vicodin that I found. I knew there was a reason I was hoarding it.

So.

One vicodin.

Two hours of class.

24 people, our supervisor there to watch, Deb stressed out, me sick and in pain.

Does this sound like a bad plan to anyone else?

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