and really bad eggs...

Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!

*giggles* Mmmkay, now that that's over with, and I'm done posting seven backlogged journals from my red notebook, I shall depart. I crashed on the couch in the living room last night, so my own couch/bed is still a wreck. Peter is being his usual annoying self because he wants to use the computer. Maybe I'll go down to the dungeon and use my own PC to start typing out my story outline... or go upstairs and plaaaay because last night I finally got to play piano after a week of withdrawals, and my brain was all fuzzy from the migraine meds. Bleh!