Heh. *bounces* I'm awake, actually awake, and since I went to bed around midnight last night (I think) I should be able to get through the day without Stealth Attack Naps putting me back in bed. Also, I have chocolate.

...I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know...

I'm not entirely sure where either of the rohrig decks are - I know they're around her somewhere but they've hidden themselves well with much cunning and stealth. I am also unable to find my baggie of earplugs, which I suspect has snuck off with the tarot decks and is engaging in some cross-species 'experimentation'. Fortunately, I can see most of my stuffed animals here, so I KNOW the earplugs and tarot deck aren't with them. Yes, at one point one of my decks WAS found with a stuffed bear in a rather obscene pose. *blinks* The things my stuff gets up to when I'm not around.

I am semi-amused. I am also in semi-pain so yay, go Extraprin! Asprin, tylenol, and caffeine. The perfect pick-me-up pill when ya wake up with every muscle throbbing and a massive headache.

Heh... I just realized that maybe if I wasn't playing a techno song with massive bass, I might not have this extreme a headache. Just wish I'd thought of that about four songs ago when the headache was only a little thing. Oh, well. *switches WinAmp tracks*

At the moment I've a playlist of a mere 176 songs, not in any particular order, not about any particular subject, enough variety that if WinAmp feels like being Psychic Jukebox again it will have plenty of material to work with. *poings*

I have no idea why I'm still typing, by the way. I'd intended to wrap this up a couple paragraphs back. I think it's the music, it's been pretty much bouncy songs so far, lots of poing and grin and giggle music, very little in the way of serious, depressed, gloom-and-doom stuff despite the fact that there ARE quite a few of such songs on the list since I am easily depressed and have found that such songs either counteract the depression or make it SO extreme that I can't help laughing at myself and then cheer up... whew!

*takes a deep breath* Periods, Jax, use periods more often. Run-on BAD.

Right.

Where was I?

I haven't the faintest idea so for now I'm going to post this, and will more than likely write again soon. I think my fingers are addicted to typing. Well, typing and masturbating. Although technically, it would be typing, masturbating, and turning pages. No one expects the Jax!

*pads off, listening to 'Eternal Flame'*