I don’t even know why I’m bothering to write a post. Yawn.
I guess it’s because I’m just sitting here not knowing what the hell else to do. Yawn.
I got up, checked my email. Yawn. Oh, oops. Sorry. I had a couple of DMs on Twitter. The two of you might read this. No offense intended. Really.
I did the dishes. Yawn. I thought I should, though. It kind of looked like they were ready to eat my kitchen. Possible revenge for me defacing them with food in the first place, and then eating that food?
I’ve had my tea in copious amounts like every other day. Uber-Yawn.
I had stuff delivered from the pharmacy so I spoke to a real person. Yawn.
Maybe I’ll stim on the TV Guide Channel which I do all the time. Yawn.
Actually, weird Yo-Yo Yawn. Yawn is good. But Yawn is not good enough.
I want to travel far beYAWNed YAWN! So much YAWN I can think no more!