Why did I bother waking up?
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I've just spent WAY too much time exploring the Warehouse's basement, where I haven't been in quite a while. Addictive as always.
Warning, do not click the above link and open a box if you want to get ANYTHING productive done today. Seriously. Don't.
Also, weird dreams. Mice, and religion, and shards of glass embedded all over my skin. A strange book that included a constantly-updated thieves' cant dictionary and advanced sign language for communicating with the deaf, the blind, and most plant life. Roller-coasters. More mice, and some hamsters. Obsessive cooks. Amish. Not a very sane sleep period, really. The Warehouse Basement was somewhat anti-climactic.
Hoping th' puppy updates. Hoping th' Kadin does too, actually. Not looking forward to Saturday exactly, though I am looking forward to having Saturday over with.
Not much else to say.
Wish I had my vicodin refilled. I could use it. *shrug* Ehh. Likely it's for the best. Wonder if I can fall back asleep...
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