I've been kinda out of it all day today. A combination, most likely, of Game of Thrones last night at Askew then getting home and being too hyper to attempt to go to bed til after midnight. This lead directly to dragging my ass out of bed with the alarm, feeding the cats, showering, making breakfast, and heading to work in something of a daze. Around 11 I got a bit of awake to deal with the usual work fuckwittery, but by the time 5 rolled around I was back to dragging ass again. As it is, I've spent most of the evening thinking that I should be writing and staring at fic instead. And I think staring is the right word as I'm not sure I've retained anything I've read.
I think in a very shortly I'm gonna just brush my teeth, wash my face, and go flop in my bed until the 5:30 alarm rings again.
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