though i must say, any test that might require me to go to sleep is right up my alley. whenever i've had an mri i nearly fall asleep, even though it sounds like i'm in a washing machine.
see, the goal is first i have to be sleepy. i'm not. and i don't want to go to bed at like 11 pm if i don't have to. having a bedtime makes me still feel like a kid.
see, the goal is first i have to be sleepy. i'm not. and i don't want to go to bed at like 11 pm if i don't have to. having a bedtime makes me still feel like a kid.
my bedtime during the week = when i'm tired, but i try to expedite matters.
i really have no self control when it comes to that. it's sad.
He wasn't here the first time.
Wait, were you here?
Okay, long story short: I was posting pictures of boobs (no nips, just cleavage) the other night to make myself feel better, and I snuck a picture of my own in there to see if anyone would notice. At the time, Ax had gone AWOL, and I was also trying to lure him back. When it didn't work, I expressed shock that not even my boobs could get him back. Then when everyone realized they were mine, I removed the picture. Well, last night when Ax found out what he'd missed, I decided to treat him to them anyway, in the spirit of the holiday, of course. And we all lived happily ever after.
OkayKim.
I quoted them, remember?
I couldn't remember who was here at the time. I don't pay very good attention 
What? Boobs make everybody happy!
Okay
