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lady_t_220Morning all.
So, have had lots of good, lovely sleep so I'm slightly less dead than last night. This leads to increased coherance, though proof of that fact is still absent. But I feeeeeeel more coherant so that's all that's important.
Folks will be arriving a little later this afternoon and then it's back to the obligatory Monday grind. *insert dramatic sigh* Though it will be nice to get back to my 'puter and the fics I was sort of half-working on before I left. I'm afraid apathy does have a good hold of me right now, but then it's Sunday morning, apathy is King.
So we all pottered into the city yesterday, had a late lunch with some deeply surly service (Of the grated parmesan in the lap variety) and then went to see Underworld.
I know I mentioned this last night but I'm saying it again because since that time I've not actually done anything except eat and almost fall asleep watching Swordfish.
Well, no that's not technically true. I had my eyes shut most of the way through, watching the all-Hugh version on the inside of my eyelids.
Visuals? We don' need no stieenking visuals. We have lurid imagingings.
(And were too tired to stay fully awake.)
Hm, guess that's about all for now. Regular service will be resumed upon return unless something drastic and wild happens in the next, uhhh... three hours.
And those un-chaperoned muses better not have been making a mess while I was away. I don't want to come home to a slew of empty liquor bottles and underwear on the floor only to discover that I missed all the fun parts while I was out having a life. ;p
*Wolvermuse kicks empty bttles under the bed and whistles innocently while JeanMuse tries to smooth down her hair*
So, have had lots of good, lovely sleep so I'm slightly less dead than last night. This leads to increased coherance, though proof of that fact is still absent. But I feeeeeeel more coherant so that's all that's important.
Folks will be arriving a little later this afternoon and then it's back to the obligatory Monday grind. *insert dramatic sigh* Though it will be nice to get back to my 'puter and the fics I was sort of half-working on before I left. I'm afraid apathy does have a good hold of me right now, but then it's Sunday morning, apathy is King.
So we all pottered into the city yesterday, had a late lunch with some deeply surly service (Of the grated parmesan in the lap variety) and then went to see Underworld.
I know I mentioned this last night but I'm saying it again because since that time I've not actually done anything except eat and almost fall asleep watching Swordfish.
Well, no that's not technically true. I had my eyes shut most of the way through, watching the all-Hugh version on the inside of my eyelids.
Visuals? We don' need no stieenking visuals. We have lurid imagingings.
(And were too tired to stay fully awake.)
Hm, guess that's about all for now. Regular service will be resumed upon return unless something drastic and wild happens in the next, uhhh... three hours.
And those un-chaperoned muses better not have been making a mess while I was away. I don't want to come home to a slew of empty liquor bottles and underwear on the floor only to discover that I missed all the fun parts while I was out having a life. ;p
*Wolvermuse kicks empty bttles under the bed and whistles innocently while JeanMuse tries to smooth down her hair*
