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I absolutely positively need to go to sleep like...now.
I need to be up and running in less than 2 hours because I am lugging a computer rig down to Tacoma.
Part of a rig, even. A paltry 19 inch CRT monitor from heyday (it's a Sony, it'll last a little longer) a keyboard I stole from work, a copy of my old dell's winxp installation disk and a DVD of Neil Gaiman reading the Graveyard Book.
I'm really only doing this all so that My Fav Person Ever can listen to Neil do his cute Scottish girl impressions.
Because her ex-boyfriend stole her perfectly good monitor and her keyboard and a few other things that weren't his because he is a jerk, was a jerk, and sadly may or may not always be a jerk.
But I knew all this. Ahem.
There will be vegan cupcakes to be made, tattoos to be finished, and curling up on bedside with My Fav Person Ever and a cute fluffy grey kitten.
Ah, genuine non-synthetically induced bliss.
Fuck yeah. So, god damn it, why don't I sleep already?
I need to be up and running in less than 2 hours because I am lugging a computer rig down to Tacoma.
Part of a rig, even. A paltry 19 inch CRT monitor from heyday (it's a Sony, it'll last a little longer) a keyboard I stole from work, a copy of my old dell's winxp installation disk and a DVD of Neil Gaiman reading the Graveyard Book.
I'm really only doing this all so that My Fav Person Ever can listen to Neil do his cute Scottish girl impressions.
Because her ex-boyfriend stole her perfectly good monitor and her keyboard and a few other things that weren't his because he is a jerk, was a jerk, and sadly may or may not always be a jerk.
But I knew all this. Ahem.
There will be vegan cupcakes to be made, tattoos to be finished, and curling up on bedside with My Fav Person Ever and a cute fluffy grey kitten.
Ah, genuine non-synthetically induced bliss.
Fuck yeah. So, god damn it, why don't I sleep already?