Sunday, December 28, 2003
listening to: eddie izzard, italians and fascists (but really reid vaccuuming)
feeling so incredibly unmotivated. i want to write something, and there's so much i could (should) be writing... the grinnell hp roundrobin, the giftfic for priscilla i started liked, 2 months ago... other things... but... just... meh. feeling... kind of tired (after like, 10 hours of sleep? only i suppose it was really 10 hours of lying in bed, fewer hours of actual sleep) but not tired enough to sleep. tired like i just want to lie around. yes.
*dances about*
so at bennigan's last night they stuck us in the smoking section and i've been coughing like no other since. hm. oh, i could post about the family christmas dinner on saturday... but... don't feel like it.
aww, magneto's on my lap. (magneto my cat, not... right.) hey, mike gave me this rockin' oldschool gambit action figure for christmas, maybe he could fight magneto. aw, that would be cute.
meow!
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