feeling: nasal
It's just past noon India time and I'd ideally still be in bed if I didn't have to be here in copywriting class. One too many nights of pictionpornary (check out Erwin's blog for my masterpiece) and tarot readings have once again led to me operating on 5.5 hours of sleep per night, and coupled with the cold/cough that wouldn't go away, my body's officially screwed.
Nothing at all related to writing's been covered thus far, and I've been idly surfing resort websites.
http://www.zamas.com
Daydreams are made of these. Get me on the next flight to Mexico, dear imagination.
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