Night owl, revisited

So, here it is, 4:30 in the morning, and I'm about to go to sleep - officially this time. I've been up for hours, catching up with my flist, and I just ate a can of whole berry cranberry sauce. Why? Because I'm strange.

Anyway, I fell asleep on my freshly made bed, exhausted and in pain. Why? Because I put on the monster Christmas red flannel sheets. And I wrenched all sorts of parts. Earlier in the day, I'd done 3 loads of laundry (I'm so glad it's done) and put up a few more thingies. But, ouch, pain.

One good thing, though, is that I got a good start on Brian's Christmas prezzie fic. Daniel/Alien OC, with a pouty Jack on the sidelines!

And, now, I'm going to go back to sleep for a few hours - and take pain killers. When I wake up, I intend to go get my Christmas pedicure. Holiday red, of course.

Good nigh/good morning hugs,
Me.

Night owl, revisited

So, here it is, 4:30 in the morning, and I'm about to go to sleep - officially this time. I've been up for hours, catching up with my flist, and I just ate a can of whole berry cranberry sauce. Why? Because I'm strange.

Anyway, I fell asleep on my freshly made bed, exhausted and in pain. Why? Because I put on the monster Christmas red flannel sheets. And I wrenched all sorts of parts. Earlier in the day, I'd done 3 loads of laundry (I'm so glad it's done) and put up a few more thingies. But, ouch, pain.

One good thing, though, is that I got a good start on Brian's Christmas prezzie fic. Daniel/Alien OC, with a pouty Jack on the sidelines!

And, now, I'm going to go back to sleep for a few hours - and take pain killers. When I wake up, I intend to go get my Christmas pedicure. Holiday red, of course.

Good nigh/good morning hugs,
Me.

DRABBLE FIC: "Fists" FRM G/OC 1/1

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