Time for bed!

Do you realise that tomorrow, I'm meeting charliequinn for lunch (where discussions of Buffy, Angel, PoTC and DC comics will probably take place) and I'm meeting luthien67 for dinner?

That's pretty damn funky. Now, if I'm awake tomorrow, it'll be even better! *g*

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Still up. Stayed up to finish fic draft. It's okay, I've got a caffeine/energy drink waiting in my desk drawer at work.

oxoniesis: Signe, I just emailed it to your LJ addy. If it didn't work, tough. (Well, actually, let me know and I'll send it again in a few days since I'm out tomorrow night.)

Okay, sleeping now.

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So tired I can barely think straight, let alone accomplish anything. Can't believe I've been here for 1.5 hours now and my entire work has been photocopying one page and making two phone calls. Just found out that co-worker is sick, has lost her voice, and probably won't be in for a while. I don't even have the energy to have an emotional reaction to that news.

And, you know what's cheering me up at the moment? I'm meeting with two slashers today. And, I have a Tom icon.

I was going to talk about something fannish, but I've completely forgotten what it was. (Possibly it's something snarky about if the WW characters constantly survive on this much sleep, they're all mental breakdowns waiting to happen.)

Tryin' to start something...

Okay, it's nearly 4pm. I've barely done anything today. How surprising. *g* I survived this morning on a can of "V" (there goes my secret work stash) and this afternoon has been brought to you by two large cups of Creaming Soda*. It's the combination of red food colouring and lots of sugar that hypes me up and makes me buzz. Now, if I could just focus this into something.

I'm going to try starting a meme. Nice and simple. Four things about me you may not know:

1) I believe that everyone who has ever watched West Wing has had a bit of a thing for CJ.

2) My eyes are almost the exact same colour as my natural hair colour. It's odd, but kinda cool.

3) I broke one foot a couple years ago, and when it healed, I walked straighter on it. I used to walk like a duck (toes pointed outwards) when I was tired or didn't think about it. Now, when I'm tired, one foot walks straight and the other walks at an angle. *g*

4) I haven't had too much practice, but according to a more experienced friend of mine, I'm a darn good kisser.


*Heh. Originally spelt that Cramming Soda. Sounds like the high-caffeine, high-sugar carbonated drink of choice for students eveywhere. *g*