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Jun. 26th, 2012 10:09 am( Русский язык )
Yay DJing last night! We had an awesome set and now I can't remember half the damn songs I wanted to grab. Pout. Hopefully someone else from there remembers them. But yeah, definitely getting into the whole chat thing. Even if the brainweasels are growing in size. I really need to figure out how to balance getting enough sleep with staying up an hour past my bedtime, though. Also known as learning how to nap beforehand.
Things and stuff. I don' wanna go to the dentist on... Thursday, okay, I thought it was tomorrow for some reason. Even if it's just a cleaning I don' wanna. What I really want to do is get the damn estimate into the bank, which hopefully I will be doing this morning. This is getting on my nerves, making me nervous, and all kinds of things like that. Chewing on the edge of the desk, I tell you.
And then, you know. Anna told me that I have not one but TWO midlist authors following me on Twitter for no apparent reason but that I seem to be cool. I'll be over here having head explodie now.
And there! That's a phone call from the contractor, which is like progress. Now I just have to make progress with the lending bank. Involving hammers, I think. Oh my god so frazzled. I need to calm down. I want my guitar.
Yay DJing last night! We had an awesome set and now I can't remember half the damn songs I wanted to grab. Pout. Hopefully someone else from there remembers them. But yeah, definitely getting into the whole chat thing. Even if the brainweasels are growing in size. I really need to figure out how to balance getting enough sleep with staying up an hour past my bedtime, though. Also known as learning how to nap beforehand.
Things and stuff. I don' wanna go to the dentist on... Thursday, okay, I thought it was tomorrow for some reason. Even if it's just a cleaning I don' wanna. What I really want to do is get the damn estimate into the bank, which hopefully I will be doing this morning. This is getting on my nerves, making me nervous, and all kinds of things like that. Chewing on the edge of the desk, I tell you.
And then, you know. Anna told me that I have not one but TWO midlist authors following me on Twitter for no apparent reason but that I seem to be cool. I'll be over here having head explodie now.
And there! That's a phone call from the contractor, which is like progress. Now I just have to make progress with the lending bank. Involving hammers, I think. Oh my god so frazzled. I need to calm down. I want my guitar.