alright, i caved and went to freebirds, but it was sooooo good. plus, it gave me the energy to work out -- 30 minutes on the stairmaster, baby!
how did i become the girl that i hate?
my paper is pretty much finished, except lindsey really ought to hurry up and proofread it. come on, slave!
mmm, headache. see, this is why i need to detox. stupid advil. am i the only person ever to get addicted to advil? gaaaahhh, if i dont' take advil i'll wake up at 6am with a monster migraine again but if i do it'll be neverending cycle.
fuck it. whoever said instant gratification wasn't a good thing? future morgan can go fuck herself.
i think i'm updating so much because ... i dunno why. because i have nothing of substance to say so i keep writing, hoping something profound will pop up. alas, anon.
shower time. be sure to think dirty thoughts.