I was really dragging myself around the office this morning. It may have been because during the night I was hiding myself and the soon-to-be First Family from a Dalek invasion.

It speaks volumes about how much I blend into the background when I can be unnoticed by Daleks simply by sitting very stillI have had the dream before though, so I gave ( Read more... )

I slept in until 11 this morning, and after a week of travelling, boredom, and overwork, I needed it ( Read more... )

The only thing that would make this pumpkin doughnut better would be a pumpkin spice latte. Maybe that'll be my Friday night treat to myself.

I deserve it after forcing myself up and out to work today. Mostly blah, except for the late afternoon burst of productivity.

I've been compiling things for that 10 things that made you happy meme that kylegirl ( Read more... )

I tossed and turned all night in the last of the summer heat. When I finally did get some sleep around 4.30 a.m., I dreamt I was a passenger on a hijacked airplane.

Hell of a way to start the week. I wonder what direction it'll go from here. I am going to get as horizontal as possible asap.

Even a Friday is doomed before it starts when you dream that you used to date Dick Cheney ( Read more... )

I leapt out of bed this morning as only one who has been woken by the neighbor's doomsday alarm clock can. Although it might have been the dream of reconnecting with an ex that really got me up and moving bathroomwards before I was sick ( Read more... )

I found it hard to escape my comfy little flannel cocoon this morning. Why abandon the snug, warm silence for a wind-chilled world so hard on the foreign and clumsy ( Read more... )

From the bits and pieces of fluff and dust strewn over the apartment, I can only deduce that my air conditioner has been fixed. I want to turn it on and test it, but I'm worried that I might be sprayed by aerosolized Jimmy Hoffa ( Read more... )

This must be how teabags feel. Floating in a hot, tacky cup, hoping someone will pour milk all over them ( Read more... )

I don't know which was worse when I woke up this morning: the sinus pain or the soundtrack. I think I may have caught myself singing. Singing Christmas music. Singing Christmas music in my sleep. At a loud volume ( Read more... )