1 am: Not sleeping.
2 am: Not sleeping.
3 am: Unhappy tummy.
4 am: Awful dream about my teeth rotting out in twos and threes.
5 am: Cat prancing on spleen.
6 am: Not sleeping.
I am also having major Digest guilt right now--not only have they finally cast Superman, but now there's Fantastic Four cast pics (read: blonde Jessica Alba and tasty Ioan Gruffudd). (And Keith Richards has had costume fittings for POTC2! I have to get the site back up! Please donate your extra or unwanted hours in the day in the box at the bottom of this entry.)
Having a hard time eating lately, for some reason. I know I should eat, but... I just don't feel hungry. It's too easy to think of reasons not to, and then my blood sugar bottoms out and I crash. I've started taking these "One-a-Day Weight Smart" vitamins, just because they were what I had on hand, but I don't remember the appetite suppressing effect being this severe before.
Anyway. I'm having one of those weeks where my mental energy far outstrips my physical energy, and I'm paralyzed by all the things I want to write, because I'm afraid I don't have the time to finish them. I'd feel like shit if I updated the Digest for, like, two weeks and then let it slip back into oblivion again. I'm already going to feel terrible if I don't manage to keep posting scenes to

I'm going to see if we have any macaroni now.
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