I just put on my new computer glasses. I thought my midrange vision was getting a little fuzzy, but it must have been more than a little, because now things are very, very, maybe I should change the resolution and move the monitor clear.
'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Kinda funny, the super shuttle trip was almost as long as the airplane trip.
What? No teleportation? Humph
Mediocre Shuttle...
I am sick of dealing with drama. I just want to get my dissertation finished and graduate and get on with my life.
For serious, Hil. You deserve that. This has been a crazy road for you.
And, I just got involved in an EvelynEvelyn debate, which I was so trying to stay out of, but someone said something so monumentally ignorant that I just had to respond.
Oh, poor Erin's butt.
Seska, I'm glad you are getting somewhere with the Uni. May it hold.
I am a happy camper today, because I won on eBay and have received a lot of four hardcover Dorothy L. Sayers mysteries, ranging in age from sixty to seventy years old. They are not first editions, but in good, readable, not falling apart like my pb copies, condition.
So...anyone else ever have Ambien decide to go rogue and cause Insomnia rather than prevent it? This is the second time for me, and I could cry with frustration. It's still early, but I took the sucker at 9 and am more awake 90 minutes later than I was then. Dammit. I can't toss and turn tonight; I really need a good night's sleep so I can be less zombified tomorrow.
Oh, no Kristin. That sucks. Looking daggers at the insomnia fairy.
I think the insomnia fairy switched my Ambien for caffeine pills.
Now I've hit the mildly hallucinating part of the evening, which makes reading a challenge. I'm hoping that this means sleepiness will follow shortly. Seamus keeps getting up on the window sills above the head of the bed, perches quickly until I've forgotten he's there, and then falls off onto the bed like a bag of bricks. Scares the crap out of me every day. It is especially traumatizing given my fuzzy ambien brain.