Good lord, don't y'all know where to find me already?

Or is this some stranger who happened to overhear my name and is now desperately hunting for that strange thing he heard about?

Now I'm all curious.

I'm also awake at nearly 6:00 am. I am dead tired, and wish I was in bed asleep, but my mother will be here in 2-3 hours to take me to get an I.V. that I do NOT want but DO need. I am not looking forward to it. But I figure if I go in all sleep-deprived and having worshipped quite dilligently at the Temple Of Bob (penguins, think penguins, and a VERY baked Jax)...

...then maybe it will be tolerable. Or at least I will pass out before they get the needle in completely.

So my plan is to deal with that, then come home, and NOT wake up until, oh, Wednesday. Buffy is a rerun anyway. *wry grin*

I've finally been talking with Nick, although his timing, my timing, and the evil people who keep prank-calling, obscene-calling, and German-calling (don't ask) my phone have not helped. The talking with Nick, that's what they have not helped, in case like me, you lost track of just about everything during the last few... err... where was I?

I am so not dealing well with this whole sleep-deprived thing. My body is politely insisting that I should be in BED, with the covers pulled over my head and the lights off, pretending that Caleb is making noises in the next room and it's not just the cat, and going into dreamland. My brain knows better. My brain has been dreading tomorrow (technically today) for a while, now. I really would like to know why it is that I can forget nearly every important thing, but can't seem to block out the thought of impending needle-ness. It's just not fair, I tell you!

Anyway.

Arrasto has been basically sneaking his 'net access, getting it while his folks were sleeping, and he got found out earlier. The jury is still out on whether or not he'll actually get to keep ANY 'net access. I hope he manages to talk his way back online.

Also in the world of almost-news, Dashwood has finally updated, he is alive and well, and this is a rather large relief. *sighs* I haven't gotten to talk much with him, the past few months... it is evil. I miss Alex quite terribly and it's driving me nuts.

Dammit, why do I always seem to care the most about people who are too damned far away too much of the time? Is it some self-destructive urge, or just the fact that the best men seem to either never live in Oregon, or flee it rapidly when they get the chance?

*shrugs*

Dunno.

Oh... yes, for those who are still wondering, my hair is now red, with a few hints of purple wandering through it. I have no idea how the purple got there, but it's amusing me. Also amusing me is the thought that if I REALLY wanted to disturb my parents, I could see if we have any spray-on glitter left.

Yes, disturbing my parents sounds fun. They are certainly disturbing ME, with this whole needle business and their confusing ideas about how I should be running my life, my choice of religions, my relationships, etc. Bah. MY life. MY boys. MY choices. It's not nice of them to wave money around, then tell me I don't get it because I'm not a Christian. It's not nice of them to promise all sorts of good-for-my-health things, then make them conditional on my NOT 'living in sin' or on my listening to preaching or on anything else that is about my beliefs and my emotional choices rather than hard facts or anything logical.

Evil people.

*sighs*

Anyway, I am about done writing... I need to go get a bath, and need to get some caffeine into me. Thank the gods for Kenji, who gave me a stick of BlackBlack gum (caffeine, nicotine, and menthol... yum!).

Incidentally, I actually played through the WHOLE D&D game tonight - for those of you keeping track, this is something of a record, of late. I think it's missing Caleb that did it... being in the D&D game makes me feel just a tiny bit less lonely. Not enough... but every bit helps.

*pads off to try to find food, get her bath, and get quite wasted... all before the arrival of Parental Units*

...wish me luck...