Yes, in Chandler's helium voice.
Will I ever behave professionally?
I have a weird feeling in my tummy.
I think I should murder my inner voice.
I love Orkut.
I forget how good it was to talk to some people. I must remember to remain in touch and not lose track of people I love talking to.
After a long, long, time I'm feeling sleepy when I should be. No thanks to my disgustingly weak will power and many thanks to people who will lecture me until I want to bite their head off.
Between bwas and whees lie calm seas with hidden undercurrents. Tsunamis strike without warning. We shall call them tssssssssssssssst.
Yes, exactly how I'm feeling now: tsssssssssssssssst!