Good morning to you

"Mmmm," I thought to myself, snuggling between the blankets. "I sure am well-rested. What a good sleep I had."

Cracked an eye open. It was 8:52.

"Oh...shit."

Hey octopedingenue and other MJ fans

Thought this might interest you:

Grump grump

Days like this, I am grouchy enough to wish someone would start a petty internet snark fight with me, because then I could vent without having to worry about the feelings of anyone I like over something that matter.

Fuck it is cold in here.