|Hello Mr. Universe
||[Oct. 12th, 2004|11:03 pm]
Dear Mr. God-Person (Or Ms...)|
In the future could you please try to refrain from the severe headaches, phone calls, arctic chills and any such other crap that isn't absolutely necessary (or at least FUN) when I'm required to get up and be human while the sun is out? Please?
It's not that I don't appreciate all you've given to me. Really. I just want to get a little sleep.
Oh, sure, you say "You'll adjust in a few days". Yes, I'm sure I will. That doesn't mean I really needed all that in my lap right at the moment.
My head hurts. It's cold in here. Louisiana is hell on the sinuses. Especially after you've been to a more human climate. Returning always plays hell on the old snout.