I could throw you in a lake or feed you poisoned birthday cake

I’m going to sign off this computer and read a book.

There. I said it.

I ate too much tonight. I feel fat and lame.

Yet I still can’t get off of the computer.

I need to reinvent myself.

Cut my hair.

Read more.

Start jogging again.

But I couldn’t even get my laundry done today.

Did my math homework though.

Well, Brian’s calling me. I should turn this computer off and go to sleep.