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Jun. 25th, 2007 10:57 amBetween Charlie getting mites, the Engineer coming home Friday night covered in fairy bukkake, me accidentially throwing out (and recovering!) my favorite pair of pajama pants and bra, grocery shopping on Sunday, and making enchiladas for dinner, I am exhausted.
I fell asleep on the couch directly after dinner on Sunday while watching Dirty Jobs. Two and a half hours later, wide awake and completely bored out of my skull. I couldn't fall back asleep, once I went to bed, and slept in this bizarre kind of dream-state that did absolutely nothing but bring me very bizarre dreams of Cillian Murphy being a crazed sociopath who wanted to psychologically torture me in various and sundry ways(for the record: PHWOAR!).
Now, I'm at work and semi-bleary. I've got vanilla flavored black tea with cream and sugar. And a piece of chocolate silk cake from my favorite bakery. The tea is good, as it always is. The cake is inexplicably warm, which means it's going to sit on the corner of my desk all day and I'm going to glare at it a lot.
hrmph.
Rassum frassum.
I fell asleep on the couch directly after dinner on Sunday while watching Dirty Jobs. Two and a half hours later, wide awake and completely bored out of my skull. I couldn't fall back asleep, once I went to bed, and slept in this bizarre kind of dream-state that did absolutely nothing but bring me very bizarre dreams of Cillian Murphy being a crazed sociopath who wanted to psychologically torture me in various and sundry ways(for the record: PHWOAR!).
Now, I'm at work and semi-bleary. I've got vanilla flavored black tea with cream and sugar. And a piece of chocolate silk cake from my favorite bakery. The tea is good, as it always is. The cake is inexplicably warm, which means it's going to sit on the corner of my desk all day and I'm going to glare at it a lot.
hrmph.
Rassum frassum.