turns out a good bit of my crazy was PMS, which considering I started a week early, I can be forgiven for not seeing.
Working like mad. Trying to get shit done and feeling thwarted. I love that word. Thwart.
Cahoots. I've been cahooted...
I haven't really, I just love to sat that, too
okay, work work work
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