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tygerseye is right to suggest this might be a Spring fever kind of problem. I remember last year the longer daylight and increased fresh air in my apt. kind of did a number on my sleep patterns until I got settled into it again.
Headache lingered with me for the day. I unfortunately had to use my brain for bills and such, but once that was done I took the rest of the day off. Let it be known thatflaming_muse writes the best comfort to my hurt evah. Also that she needs to continue that story. Yup, yup.
I have... herm. Maybe 6 emails out right now that I'm all a-twitchy about because I've gotten no replies yet. Some are personal, some are professional. Schrodinger's email, as I've taken to calling it. On the one hand no news is good news, on the other no news makes me start wondering if the people I wrote to ever got the letters in the first place. This is a bad place for somebody who second-guesses that kind of thing with little to no provocation. I'm the kind of person who, when sitting in the driver's seat and listening to my own personal mix CD in the stereo, wonders if she got into the correct car. You can consider this kind of thing the Persian flaw to my otherwise stunning intellect.
Talked toswmbo last night via email. I kept her company while she was in her most favorite airport EVAH, which is La Guardia. She claims that kita0610 and ros_fod have landed safely. On the other hand, this is swmbo. She may have fibbed. You know how untrustworthy she is.
Tonight is Electric Vindaloo. For thems who care, I'll be getting into the city at either 7 or 8, depending on what train I manage to catch. No clue yet what I'll be wearing, but I'll have a dark green backpack with me. So when you see the big boobed chick with curly blond hair, a green backpack, and an "Are you the person I'm looking for?" type expression that'll be me. Or an undercover cop trying to bust you for picking up prostitutes. Either/or.
tygerseye is right to suggest this might be a Spring fever kind of problem. I remember last year the longer daylight and increased fresh air in my apt. kind of did a number on my sleep patterns until I got settled into it again.Headache lingered with me for the day. I unfortunately had to use my brain for bills and such, but once that was done I took the rest of the day off. Let it be known that
flaming_muse writes the best comfort to my hurt evah. Also that she needs to continue that story. Yup, yup.I have... herm. Maybe 6 emails out right now that I'm all a-twitchy about because I've gotten no replies yet. Some are personal, some are professional. Schrodinger's email, as I've taken to calling it. On the one hand no news is good news, on the other no news makes me start wondering if the people I wrote to ever got the letters in the first place. This is a bad place for somebody who second-guesses that kind of thing with little to no provocation. I'm the kind of person who, when sitting in the driver's seat and listening to my own personal mix CD in the stereo, wonders if she got into the correct car. You can consider this kind of thing the Persian flaw to my otherwise stunning intellect.
Talked to
swmbo last night via email. I kept her company while she was in her most favorite airport EVAH, which is La Guardia. She claims that kita0610 and ros_fod have landed safely. On the other hand, this is swmbo. She may have fibbed. You know how untrustworthy she is. Tonight is Electric Vindaloo. For thems who care, I'll be getting into the city at either 7 or 8, depending on what train I manage to catch. No clue yet what I'll be wearing, but I'll have a dark green backpack with me. So when you see the big boobed chick with curly blond hair, a green backpack, and an "Are you the person I'm looking for?" type expression that'll be me. Or an undercover cop trying to bust you for picking up prostitutes. Either/or.
