I got about an hour of sleep. Ugh. I may have to attempt a nap this afternoon instead of socializing. We shall see what airport coffee does to remedy this situation. erins ought not to be sleep deprived.
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.
TGIF. I wish I wasn't at work today since it is the anniversary of Roe v. Wade, and my views are not in line with my workplace on this issue.
LJ tells me that it is Windsparrow's birthday. Happiest of days, Andi!
Happy Birthday to Andi! I hope it is a most delightful day.
Well, that's no fun. We'll both be much better off if I say that today, I am Perkins. Same insomnia, bonus two cats and a pimp hat.
But Matilda!
Happy Birthday, Andi!
DH was up at 4 this morning, so the insomnia was spreading. Owen got me up promptly at 7, even though he doesn't have school today.
Trudy, I'm glad the girls are happy in their new home!
Happy birthday Andi!
Thank you for the birthday greetings, everyone! To celebrate, I am having peanut butter toast with chocolate chips sprinkled on top. Teh Nom.
Happy birthday, Andi!
I'm working on an extended, low-level sleep dep.—five hours a night for several nights in a row. Sort of like grad school or parenthood, but with fewer bodily fluids involved. It's sort of like the world is on the other side of an invisible wad of cotton wool.
I slept just fine, but I woke up with a headache, anyway. That just doesn't seem fair. It used to mean I'd been grinding my teeth in the night, but since I had the one tooth pulled it hasn't been a problem. WTF body?
Happy Birthday, Andi!