forgotten to sleep again. Dang!

those little metal eyelid clamps like in A Clockwork Orange. So bloody drowsy right now.

the Rockies to do well tonight. Please? Pretty please?

trotting off to discuss this pitch in the cruel sunlight. Cheerio!

to sleep. Must hold out a bit longer.

horribly unaware of the time. It bloody well feels like late afternoon.

the author in question is talented. Needs discipline, though. *cracks whip*

the use of semicolons in fiction. Die, semicolon, die!

taking a look at an extended synopsis. Yay.

sorry for everyone getting screwed by shitty infrastructure. Including herself, to a small extent.