Bah humbug!
Bugger alle this.
I'm actually fine, other than having slept about three hours (because my body refused to sleep more, the frigging idiot). But argh do I want to go to bed right now. But I shouldn't, otherwise I'll be tossing and turning at 3 am when I have to get up somewhat early tomorrow. Already ran chores, have nothing physical to do about the house, and I am not going out again in this heat since I already ran through college paperwork bureaucracy stuff augh my poor finances augh in the morning and almost fell asleep before they called my number. Caffeine isn't enough.
Heading to Coimbra and then Algoso tomorrow for family gathering. For once in a lifetime, actually looking forward to it. ^_^
Brain extracts in word form:
I feel like the Ood in Doctor Who, a race of creatures who carry a secondary brain on their hands. Except I keep dropping mine and the one still in place is a very spazzy and sleep-deprived limbic system. And I don't know how I managed to write a phrase that long in this condition, seriously.
Bah. I'm past the state in which I can produce half-decent stream of consciousness writing.
Le sigh.
I guess I'll just watch another hour of John Simm chewing through Doctor Who sets. Dinnertime!
I'm actually fine, other than having slept about three hours (because my body refused to sleep more, the frigging idiot). But argh do I want to go to bed right now. But I shouldn't, otherwise I'll be tossing and turning at 3 am when I have to get up somewhat early tomorrow. Already ran chores, have nothing physical to do about the house, and I am not going out again in this heat since I already ran through college paperwork bureaucracy stuff augh my poor finances augh in the morning and almost fell asleep before they called my number. Caffeine isn't enough.
Heading to Coimbra and then Algoso tomorrow for family gathering. For once in a lifetime, actually looking forward to it. ^_^
Brain extracts in word form:
I feel like the Ood in Doctor Who, a race of creatures who carry a secondary brain on their hands. Except I keep dropping mine and the one still in place is a very spazzy and sleep-deprived limbic system. And I don't know how I managed to write a phrase that long in this condition, seriously.
Bah. I'm past the state in which I can produce half-decent stream of consciousness writing.
Le sigh.
I guess I'll just watch another hour of John Simm chewing through Doctor Who sets. Dinnertime!