GOD HELP ME
I am asking that everybody please keep their fingers crossed that at some point in the next few days my hangover from hell will dissapate, that I'll no longer be nasueus, hurtling baby-gates to get to the bathroom in time, that when I stand up, I won't feel like somebody's dropping rocks on my head and that my body will once again coordinate itself with my mind.
I'm looking right at you, Gurg.
-Molly- |