Sleep? No, no sleep. No sleep again. But fresh banana bread for breakfast, so there's a plus. I forgot to take my handful of mental wellness yesterday morning, and that never helps the sleep cycle.

Also, I was reading the Television Tropes wiki for HOURS. It's addictive, and less vicious than Encyclopedia Dramatica. xD

I wrote a sestina while stranded out at Mandy's house... all day long... after I'd expected to come back right after grocery shopping, meet up with kes314, and get to work on this butter so I can get to work on the baking. AND THEN I FORGOT THE FUCKING NOTEBOOK. *facepalm* It's friggin' Thursday already. My family (or part of it, I'm not even sure now) will be here Friday evening/night, and we're leaving Plattsburgh on Monday... but I cannot bake specialness with my mom at hand. ._. And I owe some krispie treats to Jamie the tattoo artist. xD

Anyhow. I'm going to try for... I don't know, a few hours of sleep. Or at least an hour of closed eyes and slow breathing. x.x Then I load up my camera, figure out what's up between waking and 6:30, and prepare for the last bit of ass-tapping I am going to get in the foreseeable future. We're talking months at least. but at least I know exactly where I packed my substitutes. Uhm.

Okay. Yes. Sleep before I get way too punchy to keep typing.