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Soooooo, I stayed up all night, mostly writing. It's a bad theng when the fic doesn't give you any idea as to how long it wants to be. Le sigh.
Before I went to sleep at 6 a.m., I sent a quick get-well e-mail and talked about how my alternate day had gone, including the hot salami, brie and ice tea. ::giggles::
And, then, I slept until noon, though I was still slacking off at 1. And dreams, more dreams. But why was there water running down the walls and across the ceiling. And I was living with a nice mother. See, I told you they were weird.
I did some tidying up of papers, found what I needed. Then I made an appointment for Friday afternoon. Let's see if I can't get some help against bureaucracy. Hey, if it were merely a logical presentation, I'd win Every.Time. But, le sigh, bureaucracy creates its own wormwhole to the dark side.
John replied to an e-mail I'd sent on Monday and I was expecting his phone call but nada. So I had a nap in which again the cold shivers struck. Yes, yes, I know it probably has to do with my not eating enough. So I finally finished off the last chicken breast.
Brian's coming over for dinner tomorrow, and I think I'll make the salmon fillets. And a side dish. Whee!
Anyway, even though I need to write some more, I can't stay up too late, as I have to wake up before 7 to book my rides for Friday.
Thoroughly weird (you should know me by now) hugs,
H.
Before I went to sleep at 6 a.m., I sent a quick get-well e-mail and talked about how my alternate day had gone, including the hot salami, brie and ice tea. ::giggles::
And, then, I slept until noon, though I was still slacking off at 1. And dreams, more dreams. But why was there water running down the walls and across the ceiling. And I was living with a nice mother. See, I told you they were weird.
I did some tidying up of papers, found what I needed. Then I made an appointment for Friday afternoon. Let's see if I can't get some help against bureaucracy. Hey, if it were merely a logical presentation, I'd win Every.Time. But, le sigh, bureaucracy creates its own wormwhole to the dark side.
John replied to an e-mail I'd sent on Monday and I was expecting his phone call but nada. So I had a nap in which again the cold shivers struck. Yes, yes, I know it probably has to do with my not eating enough. So I finally finished off the last chicken breast.
Brian's coming over for dinner tomorrow, and I think I'll make the salmon fillets. And a side dish. Whee!
Anyway, even though I need to write some more, I can't stay up too late, as I have to wake up before 7 to book my rides for Friday.
Thoroughly weird (you should know me by now) hugs,
H.
