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I don't know what happened last night but I just could NOT get to sleep. So now I am soooooo tiiiiirrredd my neck hurts and my eyeballs feel huge (ack, eyeballs - we watched the Iron Chef for the first time the other night and people cooked and ate tuna eyeballs and they were HUGE and SCARY and YUCKY and people ATE THEM and I'm not hungry any more again YUCK.) and I'm ready for some sleepiness and bed.
Sleeeeeep.
I figured, while Cheshire was driving me to work, that perhaps that double espresso cuppaccino thing he made me around lunch time might not have been decaff. I don't know why I thought it might have bee, *grin* And the nice lady at the coffee place ground the espresso beans too fine apparently. The coffee beans go like clay, and the water can't get through the mud. Maybe we'll just have to add sugar to the mud and make lollies out of it. Imagine the grainy taste alllll dayyyyy lonnnnnggggg ....
*sigh*
Blah blah blah.
*Now* I see why Livejournals can be a bad idea. :-) I'm planning a rant about Dark Paganism. I've been planning it for about a week now. I figure I won't bother with the usual type of rant, I might aim for incoherence instead, and start frothing at the mouth and just degenerate into key words with the occasional expletive. This should be an experience! If I ever get around to it.
I think it's lunch time. I think it's time I wandered off and read every one else's journals instead of wanking and pontificating in my own.
Oh, and I cut all my nails off over the weekend. I am now entirely harmless. It's so weird, having nails short enough that I actually TOUCH the keyboard. I am sure I am bruising the tops of my fingers.
Calli
Sleeeeeep.
I figured, while Cheshire was driving me to work, that perhaps that double espresso cuppaccino thing he made me around lunch time might not have been decaff. I don't know why I thought it might have bee, *grin* And the nice lady at the coffee place ground the espresso beans too fine apparently. The coffee beans go like clay, and the water can't get through the mud. Maybe we'll just have to add sugar to the mud and make lollies out of it. Imagine the grainy taste alllll dayyyyy lonnnnnggggg ....
*sigh*
Blah blah blah.
*Now* I see why Livejournals can be a bad idea. :-) I'm planning a rant about Dark Paganism. I've been planning it for about a week now. I figure I won't bother with the usual type of rant, I might aim for incoherence instead, and start frothing at the mouth and just degenerate into key words with the occasional expletive. This should be an experience! If I ever get around to it.
I think it's lunch time. I think it's time I wandered off and read every one else's journals instead of wanking and pontificating in my own.
Oh, and I cut all my nails off over the weekend. I am now entirely harmless. It's so weird, having nails short enough that I actually TOUCH the keyboard. I am sure I am bruising the tops of my fingers.
Calli
