There are many times when we blog, that we hide what we're truly feeling so as to be witty or succinct or whatever. It's so easy to let our font roll around in all its prettiness while hiding our whiny, bitchy, hateful, crass (well...you get the picture) selves.
I refuse today.
I am damn dog tired. Tired, I said. I'd yell, but I don't want to put forth the effort. I'm so tired that I don't want to be in my own skin. I'm so tired my little eyeballs are red, hot pokers in my face. Yes. I'm that flippin' tired.
Do I still have to finish my book in *looking at calendar and wincing* 6 days? Well, hell yes. And I will.
But for now, I'm simply going to slide my arse back into bed and get some rest.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Aack! I'm way behind on reading you sweetie, sorry! You've been busy and you sound simply exhausted. But I'd venture to guess it's a good kind of exhausted, one that harbors a profound sense of accomplishment, which, I'm sure, will become even more pronounced upon completion of your magnificent tale (on deadline, I might add!) Just hang in there hon, you're doing great and your almost there. Now, go to bed already!!
Beverly
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