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Dec. 4th, 2007 06:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kylezyIt's 5.30am and I'm up with a toothache. Obviously I have caught yours, Sharon! Yes, you can catch toothaches through the internets nowadays, were you all not aware? It had nothing to do with the fact I drink pepsi like it's going out of fashion. Nothing at all. I have to be up for work in an hour, so 5.30am really isn't that impressive either, I just thought I'd throw it in for dramatic effect.
Worked, didn't it? You were all feeling REALLY sorry for me, weren't ya?!
The other half of the reason I'm posting (the first being need for sympathy) is to let you all know I'm housesitting at the moment, so you'll see even less of me than you do now. I want to avoid all Heroes spoilers (even though I spoiled myself for the death/s) and well, when I'm housesitting it feels like I'm on vacation. A very cheap and unexciting vacation, but one nonetheless. No one posts in LJ when they go on holiday. No one. Apart from maybe one update about a cute guy that works in the same hotel they're staying at. But that's all. Consider this my cute guy update. When I get home in two weeks I'll post all about my holiday, including the story of how I hooked up with the cute guy one magical night and he rocked my world. Three times.
That's how most holiday stories end, right?
Bloody hell, the human brain was not meant to think at this time of day. And teeth are not meant to throb!
Worked, didn't it? You were all feeling REALLY sorry for me, weren't ya?!
The other half of the reason I'm posting (the first being need for sympathy) is to let you all know I'm housesitting at the moment, so you'll see even less of me than you do now. I want to avoid all Heroes spoilers (even though I spoiled myself for the death/s) and well, when I'm housesitting it feels like I'm on vacation. A very cheap and unexciting vacation, but one nonetheless. No one posts in LJ when they go on holiday. No one. Apart from maybe one update about a cute guy that works in the same hotel they're staying at. But that's all. Consider this my cute guy update. When I get home in two weeks I'll post all about my holiday, including the story of how I hooked up with the cute guy one magical night and he rocked my world. Three times.
That's how most holiday stories end, right?
Bloody hell, the human brain was not meant to think at this time of day. And teeth are not meant to throb!
