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Whine Wednesday

I am a complete baby when it comes to sleep, I'll be totally up front. I usually get 7 hours, 7 solid hours every single night. 8 is better. 6 is challenging. I didn't go to bed until well after 1am and then was up at 6 and I want to diiiiiieeeee. Not really, I want to sleeeeeeeep.

Last night as the last child came back (they always come back) from running around the neighborhood, I pressed the buttons to close the garage doors and the one behind my car gave a godawful thump/crumpleSKREEEEEEEE before I could push the release. It jumped the track and warped and twisted into a big mess and is now blocking my car from exiting. It was one of those standing there with my hands in my hair and mouth open moments. FUN. So hopefully I can get a repairman out because otherwise I AM TRAPPED. O_O

It was a hit or miss episode on GLEE last night (Klaine moments! Cooter/Sue moments?) but the recap is up, and the cocktail is REALLY TASTY (I broke my "no alcohol during the week" rule when I started back on P90X to make sure, so come on. Make my slowed metabolism worth it.)

I have P90X and TurboFire HIIT to do today, because I'm insane. Also, I miss being in fighting shape. Because I wanna fight. Put me in, Coach! I am now insane from lack of sleep, I hope you're happy, Science. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

WAIT. I wanted to put a rec out there before I go back to sleep. Why don't you have flaming_muse on your flist yet, if you love fabulous fanfiction? It's really your loss. She wrote a fic that was posted yesterday, and it deals with Kurt explaining why he's never serenaded Blaine (have you noticed? She and I have.) As always, it's utterly wonderful and filled with lovely emotions and visuals. "I Want To Tell You," PG-13.

ALSO. Dear NaNoWriMo. I totes should have signed up this year. Without counting LJ, FB, Twitter, comments, emails (and there were a lot) OR MY BOOK THAT I'VE BEEN EDITING, (because I didn't have a before/after word count to keep me honest, so I'll just dismiss it right out) I have a monthly November writing total of, wait for it, 122,122. So. I'm kinda proud of me. Even if I have nothing to show for it.

Okay. NOW I am going to wander around with my clothes on inside out looking for coffee.


Nov. 30th, 2011 04:11 pm (UTC)
Just the town crier, ma'am. ;D (apparently I can't spell today)

I feel LAZY because I just bailed out of my workout. My excuse is that the garage door repairman should be here any minute and I pulled something in my shoulder. Ow.

Edited at 2011-11-30 04:11 pm (UTC)


Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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