I way way WAY overslept. Eesh.
Me too.
However, I just made breakfast, and I managed to get eggs, beans, toast, and tea all cooked and warm at the same time, which I've never managed to do before (there's always something ready too early and then cold by the time everything else is done.) So I think I'll say that that's my accomplishment for today.
Happy birthday, Tom!
We didn't oversleep, thanks to Annabel, who chose to wake up at 8:30, even though it should've felt like 7:30 and therefore a good 45 minutes to an hour before she normally awakens.
Oh, and Allyson, you were in a dream I had last night. You were a character in FotR, Boromir's love interest, though your name was still Allyson and not Allywen or Allysadriel or anything. At first I just thought it was funny that my subconscious would cast anyone but me to play opposite Boromir. Then I remembered you weren't even a particular fan of the movies. My brain, she is strange.
If Allyson had been his girlfriend in that movie Boromir would still have been alive at the end. She'd have taken one look at the hobbits, dwarves, and whatnot and pulled him out of Rivendell by the ear before the Fellowship struck out.
And put him in the bath. (edit: Boromir, not Scola)
I have finally become productive!! I just dealt with ridiculous amounts of paper from around my apartment, while loading stuff into iTunes. AND emailed a couple of people I don't know. Also, I don't care who is singing it, "Blame It On The Rain" is a good fucking time.
Jesse, Milli Vanilli ROOOLZ, and I don't care who mocks me for it.
Happy Birthday Tom!
How is it almost noon already?
t pouts