sleepy jargon


I need sleep. Aaargh. Blog readers, beware. I'm out to scare. Or at least mildly disturb, and provoke the thought process which pertains to why it may be that I am out to scare. As it is, I note regrettably that the impending (or what have you) fright is by no means intentional, merely the forthcoming jargon of a mind disheveled by a combination of overthinking and underwording, and of a severe lack of want for either. Oh, the juxtaposition of my will to do and my will to sleep just for an hour or so.


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Cough it up on the rug!