when did baby-daddy enter the colloquial lexxicon?!?
stayed up all last night saturating on net data again. so tired even now after a nap that i read “porno card” instead of “promo card” on a piece of mail i’d gotten. or maybe it’s the gutter brain attacking again. fuck i’m so drained.
aside from the aforementioned tiredness and slight tendency toward queasy stomach, all fronts are looking to be on the positive. which is a nice stress-relieving change. not that werk does not continue to chew through my gray matter. i’m just focusing on getting that damn coffee table installed now. it’s become the symbol of all i want my living room to become. oh please dear god.
so yieah.