March 17th, 2007


Simple sentences.

It is 5am.

I must sleep.

Something is wrong with my stomach.

This is not right.

I shall take some tummy meds, and my Benadryl.

This is Deb going *splat* now.

(Not for to be of the waking of teh Deb until *after* noon, pleez.)
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