Blergh.
Having been woken from a dream in which I was being hunted by the government for the crime of being a werehare (not kidding; I think Clady is infiltrating my subconcious again to tell me to drop the zombies and go back to playing with the big dogs) by Lilly licking me on the chin, I have watched two episodes of 'Doctor Who' ('Rise of the Cybermen' and 'Age of Steel') and done some tidying around my desk. Now I will get dressed and walk to Staples to obtain mailing envelopes with which to mail out many, many CDs to deserving homes around the world.
(Yes, around the world -- I have some globals to mail today. Glee!)
After I do that, I'll be coming back here to the house to actually address said envelopes, and will then attempt to plan the rest of my day. It may involve a movie. It may involve Kate. It may involve Kate and a movie, if I'm feeling really adventurous. And once I'm actually awake, it'll involve checking in on my MUSHes, which require more brainpower than 'Doctor Who', snuggling the kitty, and running errands.
Fear me in my total exhausted disarray. Rar.
Convention report coming soon.
(Yes, around the world -- I have some globals to mail today. Glee!)
After I do that, I'll be coming back here to the house to actually address said envelopes, and will then attempt to plan the rest of my day. It may involve a movie. It may involve Kate. It may involve Kate and a movie, if I'm feeling really adventurous. And once I'm actually awake, it'll involve checking in on my MUSHes, which require more brainpower than 'Doctor Who', snuggling the kitty, and running errands.
Fear me in my total exhausted disarray. Rar.
Convention report coming soon.