still breathing.

Hello world. I’m still breathing. Yea, it’s 9am on a Saturday morning… lo and behold tsuqitron – the insomniac robot. Ah darn it all, yes I’ve been having trouble sleeping, yes I’m getting extra wrinkles daily and finally yes I’m dreaming of electric sheep. The good thing about it all is that I get to stay up and overdose on books. The body’s tired, but the mind is like that energizer bunny – it keeps on going and going and going and going and…. darn and blast, the tummy rumbles on too.

 

I learnt a new acronym the other day – SSDD. Turns out to be "Same Shit Different Days". Absolutely amusing, though thankfully not for my line of work. I might say mine is more like Different Shit All Day. That sorta thing. However I never liked to call my stuff "shit". Perhaps if I substituted the "shit" with "xoxoxoxo" ? OK. forget it. I give up.

 

Alright, time to get my lazy arse off the bed and out into the sun. Oh wait a minute, it’s gloomy outside. Rain? No worries. I’ll just continue rolling around then. Ahhhh… saturdays…..

 

 

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Mood: infiltrating enemy base

Listening to: the fan, a sweeping broom and a chirping bird

Thinking of: doughnuts, chocolate cake, the rabbit i met the other day and how much make-up i wanna put on later.

Feeling: like my eyes are gonna pop outta my head and roll across the floor.

 

 

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