just for the record, let it be known i honestly tried negotiations with the DS to no avail. i did manage some sleep in between nightmares, so that was a good thing, but OY VEY, when i opened my eyes and got to moving, the DS said, "Oh, I hope you don't think you're doing anything constructive today. I have plans for you. Better stock up on reading material in the watercloset, say whot?"

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the music memes are coming along, and i received some very good feedback from my first set of first readers. if the site doesn't want them, i'll post them here. i kinda like them.

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everyone seemed to enjoy their evening last night, and no one was dragged out in cuffs or killed in the drag racing of desk chairs. i did have a teeny tiny itsy bitsy infinitesimally small panic attack, i think from all these people so close, so loud, and so loaded. 'splains the nightmares too, i guess.

onward.

it'll be quiet tonight. it'll be better.

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cleaned, packed a little, snuck over to the bank (since they'll be closed tomorrow) and am tucked in for the night with the hamsters. who have not cannibalized themselves, in case you were wondering (tyvm for the horrible images.)

the blood they spill is my own.

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now, i'm going to tend to my neglected baby, TSB, finish a couple more memes, and then maybe tackle some copy. there's a lot of fiction calling, and i might do that instead.

or, i might take a nap and say to hell with it.

heh.

choices, choices.

discuss.

:)

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