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So I woke up yesterday with a sore throat. Per usual didn't think 'I'm sick', oh no.

This time it was noticing that I my head was conviently located under the air vent into the room. Never noticed that before, but hey. :P At least I have some medicene now.

But yesterday I got up! And actually got a tiny bit of writing done, probably through the bloody minded determination not to admit I'm sick? ^^; Then I laid back down and had a two hour 'nap' (only a nap! not sick, it was just the insomnia and needing to catch up on my sleep!) and had the most interesting dream.

In this dream I woke up late for work, about half an hour late. I got up, called to let them know I was going to be late, and promptly blew off work to go to Starbucks. I had some vauge rationalization that I was going to make sure I was awake when I eventually got to work. XD And the car was just crawling, and at some point I was going down this side street that can lead to/from the post office, and there were police around who were going to give me grief about my car not running properly, and there was some impression that my brother was involved somehow, but that's... usual. In that, if there are cops in any of my dreams, my brother is involved somehow.

But at least I was amused when I did wake up? Like, +20 courage points for dream-me for blowing off work in favor of coffee, wheee! (I spent the rest of the night occasionally wishing I had that coffee.)

And then I jumped online to check to see how much money I had in my account to see what I could do besides milk and coffee, and found that my tax refund has come in. omg squee tempered by the general haziness and the realizing I don't dare make plans right this very minute!!omg - because I have gone from not being able to sleep straight into 'I shall now do my impression of a hibernating bear. Goodnight' *bows*

#@$% I want to be gone already but I must needs plan and I've never done this before and I need luggage and planning and an mp3 player of some kind because the thought of being in a strange place with no familiar music is teh scary! *wants a shiny technological security blanket of sounds*

Meanwhile, my attempts to download B-Daman: Fire Spirits continue to end in failure. x.x

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Am I up, or am I asleep and dreaming that I'm up? That's the problem with realistic dreams and knowing I'm sick - I could almost convince myself that I am, in fact, still asleep. :P

Except I finally downloaded a shiny new version of Semagic, and its dictionary, though I haven't tested that yet. I'm just poking about online and wondering if I should really be eating Peeps and jellybeans while sick. The Peeps are a moot point, though, they're all gone.

I am Peepless! :/

And probably all I'm going to accomplish this weekend is lots of sleeping, going to get my oil changed sometime in the morning because it needs it dammit, and trying to read my way through the Everworld series. I like Everworld, it is wierd. Basic premise - the gods of the Old World pack up house and leave, and all is fine in the Retirement Home of the Gods until this alien god shows up who eats other gods. General panic and chaos ensue. :P Four teenagers and one witch (who is also a teenager) get dragged into this, because the witch is a gateway between worlds and some of the gods are thinking ditching Everworld might be a good idea.

I remember getting hooked on these when I didn't have a car, and had to pester Dad for a ride to the bookstore when the next one was due out.

It's a nice use of first person perspective (at least I think) and it's interesting to see how these kids interact, and how each interaction looks to the others, because you know - Davil, who is the most painfully screwed up Issues card-holding of the four, just looks at things differently than April, who is almost Ryo Sanada-type wholesome, to Jalil who is an athetist and a scientist and also OCD, to Christopher who's just... Ivany in a bad way. He's a comedian, he uses humor to avoid thinking, and he doesn't want to an absolute bastard, but if he keeps going the way he is right now... well. I'm on book 6, 'Fear the Fantastic' so watching Christopher dealing with some of his crap right now.

Really wanna take a large blunt instrument to the boy's head about now. >:P

Gah, and now I'm thinking I'm about ready to crash. Again. x.x