Blert?
The Swann Sleep Deprivation Program was definitely active last night. Though that was partially due to the gossip session starting later, as pooky didn't stop cussing at his new router/firewall until ~11:30.
Sore leg this morning, probably from nearly falling down the subway steps last night and taking all my weight briefly on my left thigh. (Without touching the ground. This really requires a visual.)
Apparently I am oatmeal cookies. This is not a big surprise either--I certainly didn't visualize myself as mousse au chocolat, for instance--but it's also cheery and fun to note that oatmeal cookies are Steve's favorite. :)
Sore leg this morning, probably from nearly falling down the subway steps last night and taking all my weight briefly on my left thigh. (Without touching the ground. This really requires a visual.)
Apparently I am oatmeal cookies. This is not a big surprise either--I certainly didn't visualize myself as mousse au chocolat, for instance--but it's also cheery and fun to note that oatmeal cookies are Steve's favorite. :)
no subject
Well, there's a surprise. So am I.