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Oh, thank god, I got a halfway reasonable amount of sleep last night. If I hadn't, it would not have been the first time I'd gone two days in a row with minimum sleep. My only guess on that is that sometimes my body just hates me.

But! I can has brain now, so! I'm gonna take a shower, go out for some lunch, and then plant myself at Starbucks and write my damn Yuletide already. Then tonight I will probably post properly in Milliways for the first time in a billion years. Also at some point I will have to do laundry. I'm in the "wearing everything uncomfortable" phase.

Tomorrow I shall brave the crowds at Walmart, for each year my workplace gives its employees Walmart gift cards for Christmas, which this year shall enable me to get gifts for my little brother and sister. Then I think I'll finally get started on watching and writing about The Thick of It, which I have not dared to get onto before dealing with Yuletide. Must not distract my brain!

So there that is, and I wish the fellow Yuletiders on the flist the best of luck.

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Sitting in Starbucks, listening to a couple near me talking about the Wonder Twins and how their powers require them to work together to accomplish anything:

"You ever try playing with someone who doesn't quite get it? Like, I'm a whale and you're a tornado, thanks a lot. What am I supposed to do with that?"

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Aaaand Yuletide is posted. Now it is time for laundry.

To others on the flist still feverishly working on their Yuletides, GOOD LUCK and I am (between trips out to the laundromat to move my laundry along) available for cheerleading and the like. ♥♥♥