in with the…bored?

Today is one of those “let me curl up in a ball and stay underneath the covers, because it seems like that’s the most fantastic place in the world right now” days.

I feel like Nyquil.

(not like taking Nyquil, like I already took Nyquil)

Y’know those really deep yawns that hurt your yaw they stretch so much? Yeah. I’ve got a few of those floating around and swooping on me.

For those of you that haven’t been directed to the site aleady, check out stripcreator.com. Check out my own line of comics, if you’re really…bored : http://www.stripcreator.com/comics/skerd22/435259

I think there are some good ones in there.

CAUTION: There are over 110 comics there. Yeah, I know. I’m lame like that.

I woke up frustrated this morning. For no reason. I was folding shirts, and for some reason that made me more frustrated. I’m afraid of going Ozzy on the next person to talk to me.

Jessica’s penned in on the 13th. Talk about awesome. I hope she doesn’t hate me for living in the uberexciting megahub of hustlebustle that is the cultural pinnacle called Amarillo. Good thing we have the pool all doneskies now.

I was in such a funk driving to work today that I couldn’t listen to the Postal Service. I needed background noise, not music. That seems to be the theme for today: background noise. And everything that attempts to enter the foreground is automatically noisy, obtrusive, and aggravating.

This is a happy entry.

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