Ah, yes, that was rather I don't even have a word wasn't it.

I am up because I have had tea. The tea had caffeine, and so, not so much with the sleeping, although I seem to be becoming drowsy now.

Huh, that must be a new thing about tea.

What?

The whole caffine thing and it keeping you up because you drank it too late at night.

Either that or it was a faintly ditsy thing to do.

Sorry, just watched three episodes of House back to back to back.

Well, caffeine having an effect is relatively new, but I knew it would have at least some effect. I shall be working until 11 tomorrow night, and I need to be on a bus at 6 am (I'm going to try for the bus, and only drive if I can't manage it) on Saturday, so my sleep schedule will be pretty blown in the near future in any case.

The three most recent?

Perkins, I was tired.

And look at me now, with the wide awake.

See how that works?

please to entertain me.

I have paper cut on my pinky finger. annoying.

unmotivated. tired. hungry. look like a horse today.

It is that time of year. Last day of school is Wednesday. I want to get the teachers gifts. Any and all suggestions are appreciated. The boys will make personalized cards over the weekend.

Bobby has 3 male teachers he loves. He hates his female teacher and he won’t be seeing her again because they have stopped switching classes. I won’t force him to give her something.

Brendon wants to give gifts to his coaches and one other male teacher. Two women on his list. He said the librarian has always been really nice to him and he likes his female computer teacher a lot. The gifted coordinator at his school is a real sweetheart too. She went to every sporting event and cheered her lungs out.

It is tough to figure out something that will let them know we appreciated them and yet still be affordable since we are talking 10 gifts here. Ideas?

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Gift cards to a bookstore. Mom's always a sucker for homebaked cookies, but not too many. Really, the personalized cards are going to be the most special part.

I HATE having my kitchen in boxes on my dining room floor. And table. And chairs. They sure as hell better not have lost the keys to my apartment, because I am not living like this another day.

I forgot my lunch. Sigh.

Cats were pissed at being locked in the bedroom. I left to the lovely sounds of Mister Kitty digging at the door and then bodyslamming it. He'll probably piss on the carpet to express his displeasure. (On one hand, I'm glad he's the sort of cat who lets you know when he's not feeling well or annoyed. OTOH, why does it have to be through bodily eliminations?)

I just had the worst blood drawing experience of my life. Thank dog I'm not squeamish. Of course, if I was squeamish, I wouldn't have watched it all go down. It was worse than the time when I was twelve and lab tech realized she didn't have enough vials and left the room for several minutes with the business end of the needle still in my arm.

This time, she missed my vein completely, but instead of pulling the needle all the way out and trying again, she pulled it back a bit, and stared digging around in my arm with the needle, hoping to hit the vein. Then she hit something and a little blood came out, but not very much so she started moving the needle around in my arm again. Then she took the vial off, but I think she was concerned that there wasn't enough blood to do the test, so she put it back on. Then took it off again, then put it back on. Then finally she said, "I have to see if I have enough blood collected for this test." Thank God she did, because I would have demanded another technician if she had to start over again.

I almost said to her at the end, "You're lucky I don't mind needles."