SleepyFebruary 16, 2005
See, I was going to tell you something. I know I was. I had that thought, that oh! I'll blog that! And it was good and funny and enlightening. I'm sure it must have been. But now I'm freaked OUT on sugar and can't remember what it was.
I went to Long's Drugs earlier and finally tracked down some Cadbury Creme Eggs (after running to three other stores earlier today in a tragically fruitless search). I bought ten. I actually went in meaning to buy some Excedrin Migraine for the headache I felt coming, but my hands were so full of eggs I just went to the counter. I have my priorities.
I told the checker, "Just don't count them. Not yet."
He said, "You don't want them all in one basket, do you?"
Anyway. Four eggs later and I'm hitting a new sugar low for 4:31 in the morning. If this post suddenly looks like this: ;alkshd aiolw ; lsdfkase; xcoix e gjvds e xd LKjh s -- it's because my forehead has hit the keyboard. (And of course I chase the eggs with milk. It's perfect if you're not at work. Might as well hand me a sleeping pill.)
My car is full of clean laundry, but I absolutely hate that at 5am, when I get off work, I'll have to go home and make the bed. All I want to do is get in it, not stuff a queen-sized comforter in a full-sized duvet cover. And Digit will help. He gets under the sheets and growls terribly and purrs at the same time, attacking all the bed mice he can find. Fun on a normal day. I'm predicting annoying today. But oh, well. I'll be asleep soon enough, god willing and the creeks don't rise.
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