um east coast? GO TO BED OR AT LEAST GET OFFA YOUR COMPUTER.

Shutting down the computer and heading to bed now! Where I will play games on my phone for an hour, but at least I'll be in bed!

I am only barely managing to fake being a responsible adult.

glad ltc is ok.

I, myself, am taking my own advice (and the rest of this glass of wine) and heading to bed. Earlier than normal, because the rain is going to make me want to sleep more than normal.

She caught our cold and was inconsolable and wouldn't eat. So, the call line nurse sent us to the ER. At which point she immediately calmed down and charmed everyone. Apparently if a baby is too congested to breath through her nose while breast feeding, she will choose to breathe rather than eat. So, that's probably why she wouldn't eat. We're home now with one of those nasal things and some saline.

I sleep quite often. I mean, I sleep at least 8 hours a night. I'm still always tired. But I also regularly wake up before 5:00 AM.

Ah, yes, breathing or eating is a sucky choice for anyone. Glad for a good outcome.

I am only barely managing to fake being a responsible adult.

Fake it till you make it! I don't feel like I am even faking it well much of the time. However, it is still early in my time zone, so I will luxuriate in finishing my wine and watching some more TV before going to bed (and reading a short story before actually sleeping)

I've tipped actual movers (who've gone over and above dealing with all the flights of stairs and awkward door angles in my last two apartments). But I've only had a couple of individual pieces of furniture delivered; one took weeks to get back to me and the others tried to scam me into paying a delivery fee that the furniture store already included in the price, so tips weren't happening.

I love you, msbelle

that is all

For your amusement: Tim found himself writing fruit fly fanfic in his head at work. (His office kitchen has fruit flies, and so he made a fruit fly trap out of a plastic container and some plum pits. And then he noticed one fruit fly was just sitting near the hole but not going *in* the trap, even though there were a ton of other fruit flies in the trap. And then he said he started imagining Outside Fruit Fly yelling down into the trap "Don't worry, guys! Joe has gone for help! We're going to lower a rope down for you!")

When he described this to me, *he* is the one who specifically used the term "fanfic." As in "I wrote fruit fly fanfic in my head today."

So today I feel like the more normal one in the relationship. Woo!

Oh and glad to hear ltc is doing fine, sorry about the trip to the ER but better safe

I tip because I figure LA is stupid expensive and I worry that folks are counting on their tips to cover their monthly expenses.

Getting even six uninterrupted hours of sleep is pretty unusual for me--it's usually closer to 5. I do try to go back to sleep or nap on the weekends, but I can't always.