2006-04-26 - 12:06 p.m.
To sleep, perchance.
I am officially cranky about the arm (shoulder/upper back/hand/neck) pain because it has now cost me three nights of sleep. Well, good sleep, anyway. I'm used to being an insomniac - it's amazing how much you can get accomplished on four hours of fitful sleep - but it's usually not quite so... ouchy. I burrito'd myself last night, I was turning so much. Anyway. Don't have much inspiration today, so I'll just close with the fact that I deeply loathe and despise Tom Cruise, but I really like Phillip Seymour Hoffmann, so I'm totally conflicted about going to see MI:3. My days, they are filled with such weighty matters.
Dorsal - Ventral
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