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I'm at a bar with a friend, stolen his watch already, natch.
This bar has the best damn vodka tonics I've had to date.
Methinks it's a higher quality vodka.

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"Squishy."

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I'm home but not in the apartment yet.
They're doing garage inspections starting tomorrow
and we had boxes blocking the water heater.

The good news is that I found my ID,
musta fallen out after last time we went to a bar.
I was begining to worry, and my schedule makes it difficult to get to the DMV.

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Having trouble trying to sleep,
counting sheep but ... something something.

I am in bed, need to stay asleep.
Proving troublesome.
Have to sleep in order to be awake while things are still open
in order to get stuff done before work.

Rocking the fon post, but sleep? Not so much.
Try, try again.

Shit.

I slept maybe an hour and a half,
I think it's time to just give up,
and either just be tired as shit for work,
or manage to take a nap at the last minute.

My brain just won't fucking shut it.
I'll see if I can wake the Jay,
if not I'll at least go get my cheque cashed.

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Something is wrong with my right ankle.
Mayhaps someone replaced it with a defective one during the small sleep.

This displeases me.

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Smooth.
I just cold burned my arm while struggling to reach the top shelf in a freezer case.
Jebus.

Dear StrongBad, why are you so awesome?

So I went just to the store with the bank in.
Jay was sleeping like a peaceful snoring Mexican babyman,
so I was loathe to wake him.

I got cheese tortilinis with red and white sauces,
and pre-made garlicky bread.
I'm too tired and/or lazy to make the jar'd sauce more ... saucy.
I'm not sure the exact point I learned to cook, but I'm happy with it.
Which is to say, I'm not the most awesome cook in awesome land,
but I'm passing decent.

By the by, stay out of Awesome Land during the tourist season,
so not worth it.

It was so very weird being out in the middle of my night,
with the sun out and old people shopping willy nilly about.

Also, I've noticed that while get carded for booze 99% of the time past 8pm,
not so much at all at noon.
I got some hard cider.

I shall drink myself to sleep, gorramit!

I SWEAR IT!

I had the wittiest post ever composed in my head while I was making foods.
It's gone now.

Mourn the missing witty post.

Also point of interest, if we're ever hanging out and talking and you mention a marginally related third party's possibility of seeing a post I just made with my fon, and I say "he/she reads my livejournal?", the correct response is NOT "Well you're on my friends list and he/she reads my friends list"

The proper response is: "But eris, EVERYBODY reads your livejournal."
Of course I'll know you're fucking with me, but it'll amuse the hell out of me anyway.

Must eat, watch some ess.tv and then have a stab at the nap theory.

Move along, these are not the sheep you're looking for.

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I am woman hear me ... *yawn*

Got good enough sleep to keep me alive.
Have the ps2 along with me, with silent hill 3
and a tony hawk game.