I swear on everything that I’ve been drugged. I can’t stop sleeping. Along with the crazy dreams that I’ve been having but being awake is near impossible. I’m dizzy and fading in and out of… consciousness. Something illegal and unwanted had to be in one of my beers I consumed.

I’d like to tell you about my crappy weekend, my exciting trip to Barnes & Noble or the fork in the road that I am currently staring at… yet again… but I’m just too tired.

Too tired.

2 responses to “Poopjuice

  1. helllooo your weekend wasn’t all crappy…we had beers = )

  2. What fork in the road? We had a good weekend! We had pom-fun, ate spaghetti, and saw fireworks. Plus you got to hang with your favorite person…

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