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The good: Go East, a Quirrell short I wrote a bit back, is finally betaed, recovered from being betaed, and up at The Dark Arts. Also made small but delicious (at least to me) progress in Within These Pages last night. Would've done more, but was very tired.

The bad: Still lots of work to do for my 3D project. I'm not even thinking about my papers yet. Or packing up this dormitory/dirty room.

The ugly: So tired when I woke up this morning that I felt nauseous. Went back to sleep; missed piano lesson.

The random: Fisher said, "You don't love our child!" I said, "No, I'm just suspicious that it's a pasta product." And I think that conversation was before I started getting majorly sleep-deprived.

Increasing the sleep debt as I type!

Date: Dec. 11th, 2002 10:31 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Just for the record, *I* was sleep deprived when said exchange about pasta products and unwanted children took place. Seriously sleep deprived, as you know. Also, for those who are reading this and do not know, I was cuddling a pierogi wrapped in a napkin at the time. Not that that explains much.See what a whole term of fairly continuous sleep dep can do?...

I just dropped by to see what sort of fic-ness had gone on during the evening. Good yummy fic doom fic doom. Um, yeah. Also to say that I was feeling feverish, congested and anti social, and that is why I didn't call you even though I'm obviously still awake. It's not that I suspect you're a pasta product. Or even that I don't love you.

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