My alarm clock worked today. Good riddance. I am tired. I think I have some sickness somewhere in my system. I feel weak. But not bad enough to stay home from work. How infuriating.

I get exhausted way too quick though. Carry a few branches around a corner and I feel like I've just completed a marathon. No energy at all.

I need a vacation.

Still talking to Skye about the meeting. It looks pretty definite now. Still lots of things to work out, but it's happening. We'll get our second meeting. And we'll get to go to a Zwan concert together. And hopefully everything will be ok.

I need my passport. I need to talk to wojsie. Plane tickets. Train tickets. Money transfer. Maybe if I close my eyes it'll all get done for me. Where is the magic when you need it?

Anyway, I am feeling weak and tired and hereby endeth the entry. Here's to me, Skye and Zwan. The best threesome in the history of pr0n.

plume: hurt me
SmarterChild: C'mon, don't even talk about that.
plume: hit me
SmarterChild: Don't even say things like that.
All this talk about violence is cool, but let's move on...
Want to talk about punani some more?

With cyber friends like that, who needs real enemies?

np: zwan - spilled milk (030123)