argh

me = very, very tired.

want to stay home.

may have to kill hobbes as he's been whining for food since 5am.

omg tired.

*thud*

must recognize that am very, very old.

fuckfuckfuck. must get dressed and go to work now.

sigh

I really just want to stay up all night and re-read SIP. But I can't. I have to go to bed right this instant. But I really, really want to. Dying for the next issue, the long-awaited conclusion of the Molly & Poo trilogy.

I did, however, get an assload of editing done for work tonight. I do that so much better at home than at the office. I spent half the day at work trying to work through this one presentation. Granted, it was the toughest one, but oy, it took so freaking long. I got through two fairly quickly tonight at home.

I watched Lost, but only sorta because I was bored shortly into the episode. Very annoyed with Lost right now. Boo. Hiss.

Also, I'm as parched as a possum. But I don't want tap water. What I would really love is a nice, tall, icy bottle of Evian. I don't even want a diet pepsi, which is what I would normally be dying for at such an inappropriate hour.

Okay. So Jeff was right, I couldn't make it a whole week going to bed at 10:30. But I really tried. Except for the part where I did things other than go to bed at 10:30. Mrh.

If I wasn't such a lazy git, I would walk to 7-11 right now and buy 5 bottles of the tall Evian bottles and suck them all down. Of course I'd be peeing all night, too. But regardless, it'd be worth it.

Argh, okay. Shut up and go to bed now. NOW.