promises, lunacy
eek! i'm juggling razor wires and apples!
they'll stick together and fall into my waiting mouth!
i'll be bleeding and eating, and the sticky hands will be mine.
yes, doing too much at once. there aren't enough hours in the day, and everybody makes me fit to their schedule. by everybody, of course, i mean the library where i use the computer. and work. yep, that's about it.
i need to email everybody, but to those who read this, sorry, i'll have to write first to those who don't. please understand.
i must go. i won't be long.