My eyes feel like tiny raisins behind my lids. Tiny, dirty raisins. With laser beams directed backwards into my brain.
Ain't November fun?
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Why do they feel that way? What does November have to do with it? I'm confused! Still, I hope you feel better soon.
Heh. I was tired last night, and November was to blame because it's National Novel Writing Month. Or... I was just being a whiner. I had writing to do, and I didn't want to do it, so I whined and went to bed.
Love the new picture, btw.
I feel like that and I'm not even doing Nano.
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