Thursday, Onward! Mush, Mush!

Thursday. Thank goodness that the week is winding down. Even with missing Monday, its been a long week. I slept well, if briefly last night. I think I finally actually fell asleep around 130 AM this morning. The alarm goes off at 615 and I smacked it into submission pretty quickly and slept for another forty five minutes. So yay for me. Extry sleep for the insomniac.

Bug bites are finally starting to heal up – jagwire states that his SO and I apparently have sugar blood. That must be the case. Because those fuckers really went to town on me. I counted – ready? – counted over 70+ bites on my legs.

Not much to say today. I am up to my eyeballs with meetings and scriptings here at work. It eats the brain, my precious. Eats it aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!

Today, I am like dis...

Eye see you looking, :D

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Go-Go-Gadget BullShit!

No, its not the Andromeda Strain but I am having trouble swallowing “mass hysteria” as a reason as well.

17 thoughts on “Thursday, Onward! Mush, Mush!

    1. 🙂

      I likes it. It shows off my boooooooobies.

      Seriously. I am so brain ded today. I have *got* to find a way to get more sleep at night. Or at least restful sleep.

      1. I noticed!

        Sowwy can’t help with the sleep issue. It seems fairly random for me, and what works one time doesn’t seem to work another. And for whatever reason this particular full moon cycle has been HORRID for sleep.

      2. Tis OK. I am starting to believe that its just gonna be how it is unless my sweetie is curled up next to me.

        Only a year or so to go til that’s an everyday reality. *yay*

  1. Mass hysteria. You know. Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies, rivers and seas boiling, forty years of darkness. Earthquakes, volcanoes. The dead rising from the grave. Human sacrifice. Dogs and cats living together.

    And if someone asks you if you are a God, you say YES.

    1. I want the giant Twinkie now, plz

      See? *THAT*’s what I am talking about. If we can’t parlay a meteorite strike into a book-deal inducing tidal wave of dooooooooom, then we can’t properly call ourselves Americans, now can we*?

      Srsly, think of the MILLIONS of registered voters we could save.

      *- Or, for that matter – be grammatically correct when we post about it?

      1. That’s a big Twinkie.

        Srsly…mass hysteria? Who the hell do they think they’re fooling?

        Now, surely mass hysteria has caused problems before mumbleSalemmumble, but it just smacks of bullshit, ya know?

    1. Re: DoooweeeOoooo “we’re sorry, your LJ cut cannot be completed as dialed..

      I shoulda copied the text of the story.
      Basically, it said that the whole sickness from the meteorite strike was “mass hysteria”.

      *eye roll*

      1. Re: DoooweeeOoooo “we’re sorry, your LJ cut cannot be completed as dialed..

        ah yes. as always it couldnt simply be that we dont have a test for whatever it is… or that perhaps, vaporized material either from the impact site or from the rock itself even in trace quantities might be bad… sigh I despair that maybe 1/1000 folks who wear labcoats, use the title and have thier degree have any business calling themselves scientists.

  2. When I read the article, I immediately thought of the “Cabin Fever” scene from Muppet Treasure Island.

    Sleep will come- I always panic when I can’t do it, too (which is most of the time. I’ve never been good at sleeping.)

    1. Now I’m going to need to watch Muppet Treasure Island.

      I have been an insomniac for most of my adult life. It gets better when I am able to sleep with someone I trust/love. *shrug*

      1. It’s one of my favourites!!

        I’ve never been one for sleeping. I got in trouble in day care for kicking a monitor in the head when she tried to force me into a nap (it was an accident, honestly- I was just flailing), which is to say it’s been a life-long thing.

        Sleeping with Shub is impossible because he wanders around the bed and kicks… a lot!!

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