I remember lying down for a nap one day at about 4:00 and walking up at 11:00 the next morning.

I know you aren't supposed to speak ill of the dead.

I wish you a tolerable Thursday. That's all any of us can hope for.

My bedspread isn't washable. Since my bedding has to be washed every day, I'll have to throw it out.

Personally, I think tying garbage bags around your head and hands is overkill.

I had a migraine for about seven or eight straight days, and I was unable to sleep most nights.

I am severely distracted these days. It's hard to sit in front of the computer, uploading bad music for hours, when you have a wonderful boyfriend who treats you like a Goddess.