You can blame it all on me

Yesterday and today I had an incredibly difficult time waking up. I think part of it has to do with my "back days" at work not being governed by a strict schedule of when I have to be there. I'm not sure I like that. I need structure, or I will submit to the demons of constant sleeping so tired all the time nnnghgmgmmm....

( There are some things that are, as usual, stressing me out. One of them is the shitty mouse on this computer. )

But next week at this time I will be on my way to Savannah. And that is more than fine.

Also, because poisontaster is a clever hypnotist, I have joined/am attempting to join mini_nanowrimo, with the commitment of 100 words a day. I should be able to do that. Now I must needs be accepted into the fold.

That goddamn "baby come back" song that they keep using in those commercials for swiffer dusters is stuck in my head and it is madness. And I know it's a bad idea to go outside in chilly weather with wet hair, but I keep doing it anyway. Apparently I'm just begging for a head cold.