Torh Hweah.



No energy.

Listless.

Not good.

List of things to do.

Now to start ticking them off. This doesn't include non-work stuff.

No more orbs except another shiny silver one in my life. Thank you very much.

Maybe I should make a list, or better yet, go find a quiet, dark room and fall asleep for a few hours to regenerate my thought processes.

No more shuffling please. No more awkward clearing of throats. No more running around and stomping please. No more reviews please.