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Thursday.
I don't know if I can hold out, I'm all nervous fidgets. It's only eight hours, it's only eight hours. It's my chant, my mana, the way to keep the rampant all-out slackery in check until the actual Slacking Mecca to come.
How does one cope?
Go and try not to be to anticipatory of what comes tomorrow.
ja ne!
~d
I don't know if I can hold out, I'm all nervous fidgets. It's only eight hours, it's only eight hours. It's my chant, my mana, the way to keep the rampant all-out slackery in check until the actual Slacking Mecca to come.
How does one cope?
Go and try not to be to anticipatory of what comes tomorrow.
ja ne!
~d
