Listening to Savage Garden / Crash and Burn.....
It was cruel and unusual punishment working yesterday but this too has past. I need to go to the store this morning. Old Mother Hubbard is starting to look like she's among the privileged. I don't think procrastination as a plan is working. Time for the backup plan.
The sky is overcast and it's dreary out. Don't appear to be changing anytime soon.
I need to mull over some submissions I want in the mail by Monday.
Have a picture I want to work on too to submit to a journal. This would be the first time submitting photos.
Clock is ticking in my head. I hate that.
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