It's time to go to bed and read. So why am I posting? Happy just sighed loudly from the couch. She can't believe I'm still at the goddamn computer. Today was a day of mundane tasks. I kept thinking about going out and getting something done in the outside world but the weather was how it was, this thin crust of snow being rained on, and I didn't. I sorted things. Papers and things. I had tea, and I cleaned, and that made me feel very nice and productive. Until I played Resident Evil 4 and got pretty far before dying about 1000 deaths because my brain stopped working. Then I felt like a pudding. But tomorrow I'll go see Ivy and give Shannon my hours (which I printed out) and the books she wanted signed for a friend (which I totally got signed) and I'll feel productive as all hell. I know! I know! I know I will!
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You can come visit me at work! With Miss Beanlet wee. I'm alone all day.
Hot. When do you start?
Oh my god, scary instantaneous post. 10:45.
Scary instantaneous reply! That is jaunty. I will do my best to drag critter out to see you.
La la la. Here I am. I am here.
It's like MSN.
Right now I am waiting for my crack crack primer to dry, then I will put on the paint. Which will crack. Crack crack crack.
I am high on paint fumes! And lack of sleep! Wee!
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