Of Pizza and Personality

13,213 Days Alive

730 Days Straight on Duolingo

I’m fried. Like, absolutely fried. Today was ridiculous and I just want to go to bed.

Spock knows something is up because he’s parked himself as close as he can without crawling into my nightgown .

But it’s fine. It’ll all be fine. I just have to get through this week and I’ll be able to have a three day weekend.

I’m going to take pain meds and go to bed. I’ve had enough of today.

Take your meds, folks.

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