"Wish I could shut my playboy mouth..."

I am tired, cranky and stressed. This is not a good combo for me. The slightest things are pissing me off, and I just want to curl up and sleep/cry. Between having to pack (And not getting any of that done) and my paper (two paragraphs done.) Im about ready to punch an infant in the face.
I have no idea what time I work tomorrow but I do know that I work. Great, huh? oh well. Time for me to vanish I need sleep and my knee needs ice.

Maybe when my sanity returns you can have a real update.

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