Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.
eliade

please. don't touch my eyes.

Had to get up ninety minutes early when I was paged for some troubleshooting, and I now have that trembly, sandpaper-eyed, forced-to-be-upright feeling of tiredness that tells me this day is likely to be long and less productive than I'd hoped.

Printed off tax forms, but did not do my taxes last night. Frankly, I'm just thinking of turning them in late. Someone told me it was only a $15 late fee. And if that's the case, who cares? I mean, really? Jesus.

Oh, dear Jesus. I just got an e-mail from that flaming loon about the...nevermind. Never. Mind. (I'm talking to myself now.)

Will this day NEVER end? ...oh wait, it's nine a.m.

I still want to answer people's comments, I do, I do. It's a kick, that people are liking the S/X. It's kind of like having group sex. What's this type of writing called, if anything--dribbles? I heard that term somewhere recently. Is it idiosyncratic, or common coinage? Not sure I like "dribble," actually. Drooling, drivel...you are getting sleeeeepy.

My brain is stupid. Please feed it, but don't poke it.

Is there any new S/X out there today that I can read? ...please?
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