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Jan. 22nd, 2004 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereI know that SV is screening over in the US this very second, but if anyone spoils me for this week's ep, I will track you down with a rusty spork. It's a long weekend coming up, I'm going to be able to download the ep and watch it with my lil' brother before he returns to Canberra (he was suitably impressed by Shattered and Asylum, I'm proud to note). I want to share this SV experience with him, untainted, so spoil me and die.
Yes, I've just realised I'm channelling Dan. Worst things could happen.
I'm in an odd mood. Part of this is altered sleep patterns. I have a training session this afternoon. Last night, I hadn't done any of the three homework tasks assigned to me. Feeling too tired to do anything productive, I went to bed at 9.30pm. And couldn't fall asleep until 11pm. I set my alarm at 5.30am, theoretically to get up early and do the study. Instead, I woke up, and just lay there under the warm covers, listening to radio music and trying not to plot any more SN fics in my head. Had a shower, dashed out the door, and did one of the tasks on the train.
I'm also hungry. I woke up *starving*. By the time I got to work, I'd eaten two chicken sandwiches, a slice of cake, a breakfast bar, and a large bottle of apple/blackcurrent juice.
*shrugs* In weirder news, Howard Dean used to be *hot*. That's far more frightening. Politicians and sex appeal. It's two thoughts that should *never* go together.
Okay, I'm catching up on LJ now.
Yes, I've just realised I'm channelling Dan. Worst things could happen.
I'm in an odd mood. Part of this is altered sleep patterns. I have a training session this afternoon. Last night, I hadn't done any of the three homework tasks assigned to me. Feeling too tired to do anything productive, I went to bed at 9.30pm. And couldn't fall asleep until 11pm. I set my alarm at 5.30am, theoretically to get up early and do the study. Instead, I woke up, and just lay there under the warm covers, listening to radio music and trying not to plot any more SN fics in my head. Had a shower, dashed out the door, and did one of the tasks on the train.
I'm also hungry. I woke up *starving*. By the time I got to work, I'd eaten two chicken sandwiches, a slice of cake, a breakfast bar, and a large bottle of apple/blackcurrent juice.
*shrugs* In weirder news, Howard Dean used to be *hot*. That's far more frightening. Politicians and sex appeal. It's two thoughts that should *never* go together.
Okay, I'm catching up on LJ now.
