The internet is eating my brain
Who knew the internet was a zombie?
Seriously, people. It's midnight. I need to pack, because I'm going to be at work for the next 5 days or so. I need to sleep, for the same reason. Do I do either of these eminently reasonable things?
Fuck no.
I stay up, surfing the internet, desperately perusing Dragon*Con and costuming and webcomics and chainmaille and corset sites.
What the hell is wrong with me?
(edited to add: So I posted this with the intended tag of "Dragon*Con Jones, but my fingers typed it as you see. So when I peeked at the entry, to see that it posted properly, I read "dragon*cojones". Now I can't stop giggling.)
Seriously, people. It's midnight. I need to pack, because I'm going to be at work for the next 5 days or so. I need to sleep, for the same reason. Do I do either of these eminently reasonable things?
Fuck no.
I stay up, surfing the internet, desperately perusing Dragon*Con and costuming and webcomics and chainmaille and corset sites.
What the hell is wrong with me?
(edited to add: So I posted this with the intended tag of "Dragon*Con Jones, but my fingers typed it as you see. So when I peeked at the entry, to see that it posted properly, I read "dragon*cojones". Now I can't stop giggling.)