4 a.m. Here's an update:
* My iPod is freaking out. Had I known he was going to freak out and use power right when I used him to play from it into my iTunes, I wouldn't have done it. Because then by the time I am finished uploading schtüf onto it I have to wait even longer while he decides to recharge.
* My generic diet Coke is gone. My ice is melted. A empty glass sits in its place. What a world, what a world, what a world.
* My left leg has gone to sleep on three seperate occasions now. I really need to stop crossing my legs while I type. At least I broke that habit of putting my leg up on the top of my computer. (My flexibility amazes me.)
* I do have a shirt on, which may be shocking to a few people (Honeyman), as it is usually my habit to be without one while on my computer at night.
* I've gone through my two Duncan Sheik CDs twice each now. Time for Zanna, Don't!
* I accidentally knocked over my Furby and now that dang thing is making so much freaking noise. Shut up or I will put you in the closet again!
* I'm still not tired. Blast.
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