Complaints
Jul. 23rd, 2006 01:24 pm100+ degree days accompanied by splitting headaches may be my least favorite kind. That my jaw is now so sore that I can barely chew is just a bonus. Hungry.
When it gets so bad that all I can talk about is how crappy I feel, it's time to shut up.
Maybe there's something on television. Yeah, right.
When it gets so bad that all I can talk about is how crappy I feel, it's time to shut up.
Maybe there's something on television. Yeah, right.