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So last night annoyed me somewhat, considering the fact that I had hoped to get some sort of something accomplished. It was not my night for getting anything finished.

First off, my little plan to get more done by cutting into sleep didn't work out so well for me--I fell asleep while trying to sit up and blink the sleep out of my eyes, and woke up about the time I was to get called by the Bride of Chaos.

WHEW--those cheap burger patties make for some REALY STINKY gas. I think I threw up in the back of my mouth, a little. Or maybe I shouldn't have chased them with Earl Grey tea. But I couldn't help it.

It was the only thing they would run from.

So, tonight--I take the computer to work--or maybe I'll simply take the one that I used to write in--the old beige laptop that I used when I lived in the Cottages. Speaking of which--a hooker from the end of the world was riding the bus this morning, and it took me five minutes to remember where I remembered her from.

I can't think what to think any more.

Someone give me interesting facts.