Tired talk.

I love dancing and I love telephone conversations and I am very fond of yogurt and pineapple for breakfast.

Going out dancing at queer night may have to be repeated next month, so long as I do not have a Saturday rehearsal the next day.

I am crawling back into bed now, because that is so the only place I have the energy to be.

I did intend for bed, but I'm exploding with reactions!

You know, I really want to cut "Bad Timing" some slack (wow is that aptly named), seeing as it was the show's Ack!We've-been-canceled! finale (I can't figure if they knew it was ending, or if it caught them that off guard), but I ever have reactions. And lot of them are extremely critical.

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