Tired, tired, tired.

[mrissa]

I am almost entirely out of energy, and soon I will crash very hard into bed and sleep very hard until I wake up. I hope I will then sleep very hard some more after that, just for good measure; we'll see.

And I have company for my aunt's gallery opening tomorrow, and it's company I don't see much of, so that seems like it should be a good thing. And markgritter is coming home, and I miss him, and I have reason to believe that early '06 will be a vast improvement over late '05 in the amount of markgritter-time I get. Something to look forward to, I guess.

And timprov and I had a lunch so good I'm still marveling at the goodness of that lunch. Ohhhh, Spanish lembas fish.

And missista avoided major behavioral mishaps.

So, y'know. Hey. Could be worse. Could be better, too, but we're getting by. Can't complain.

(Yah, I know, I just did that to make your heads explode if you remember the Minnesota translation post from a few months back. So sue me.)

Comments

[juliansinger.livejournal.com]

...Spanish lembas fish?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

timprov swears that you could take two bites of the halibut and be satisfied for days. The word "lembas" did get used repeatedly in this conversation.

It was really awesome halibut.

[one-undone.livejournal.com]

*boom*

Thank you...