The BCP fiasco would make me stabby, too, Vortex.
And the wild hormones aren't helping. Grr.
If it were any other day than Memorial Day, she would have to fucking deal. But, she will be a mess tomorrow *sigh*
[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.
The BCP fiasco would make me stabby, too, Vortex.
And the wild hormones aren't helping. Grr.
If it were any other day than Memorial Day, she would have to fucking deal. But, she will be a mess tomorrow *sigh*
The insomnia fairy and I have run out of Internet. Someone make the monkeys in the glowy box dance!
Sorry, Debet--I was hoping there was magic monkey dancing on the internet HERE. Sigh.
I am getting sleepy though, even after all the caffeine I had, so that's good. Especially if I want to go to 9AM yoga tomorrow.
I, too, am looking for dancing monkeys. Settling for talking heads on the tv for race recaps and reading random stuff. Fervently hoping that Advil and allergy meds do anything for this sinus migraine of mine.
Boo on sinus migraines. I'm listening to podcasts and trying to decide what I can accomplish at sub-optimal function.
Oh, poor insomnia brethren! I don't have to get up in the morning but am hoping to fall asleep soon so I can get a full day of grading in since I haven't done any yet this weekend.
I have just taken my nightly insomnia meds, let's hope they work! Let's also hope that I don't get the traveling sinus headache that seems to sprint between Seattle and PDX.
Let's also hope that I don't get the traveling sinus headache that seems to sprint between Seattle and PDX.
Oh, I have custody tonight. Go forth and sleep.
I napped after Formula One and before the Indy 500 and got a brief Nathan Fillion semi-naughty dream. Clearly Hypnos was my friend for a couple of hours. Also there was a killer hotel room involved. It had a couple of fireplaces and cookies. And then Fillion. My subconscious has earned some credit.
Unless we can just banish the headaches. That'd be better than anyone having them.
When not working, i've been re-reading a book about viral zombies (_Feed_) listening to an audio book about viral vampires (_The Fall_) and playing plants vs zombies. Why am i shocked at having scary dreams?
oh, and still battling my own little non-Kellis-cured cold virus. Bleargh. I"m fine as long as i don't talk. But being at work rather necessitates talking. It's a lose-lose situation. No one at work want to listen to me cough, and i don't want to be there coughing, but i've hit the threshold where any more sick time i take will equal getting a "letter of counseling" in my file for 'excessive sick time use'. Seriously. *sigh* stoopid policies furthering continued exposure and spreading of nasties.
Ugh. The world so rarely deals with what real life is. Like being sick and wanting to just be done with it.
I hope you feel better.
And I need to read Feed, I think.
Why am i shocked at having scary dreams?
I'll admit, I have been watching a lot of racing this weekend so when a driver I don't even follow showed up in my dreams, I wasn't crazy shocked.
Can't explain the Fillion one. Or the hotel room.
Except it was amazing and I'd totally reblog that on Tumblr.