rejectomorph

Today was head-yanking day. It's going to be very cold tonight. I hope that sleeping under a huge pile of blankets doesn't unadjust my neck. I have a way of getting tangled in huge piles of blankets, and it's very easy to get a vertebra or two out of whack when that happens. It could happen very soon, too, because I really need another nap. The one I missed dinner for wasn't enough.

Hate December.

Yanks