nny | (no subject)

So that post where I was all tired and incoherent?

Haven't slept since. Maaaahvellous.

And I just managed to make a toasted sandwich that didn't so much toast as... well, melt. Which I'm quite proud of, really. I mean, that's got to be an achievement of some sort, right? Besides, we're not getting on too badly save for the fact that it keeps making a break for my keyboard.

I was supposed to Do Things of Great Import, today. Or errands, in any case. I might be able to make it to the post office at the end of the road and post off the damned packages, but I doubt I'll be doing much more than that for fear of collapsing in a small whimpering heap somewhere vaguely public.

I'm actually in a vaguely coherent and sensible phase of sleep deprivation, currently, which is quite pleasant; it was about 3am I was having difficulty, repeatedly almost dozing off in front of the computer. Due South Slash got me through it. It's a hard sacrifice to make, I know.

Er... I'm gonna go now. Things are dancing at the edge of my vision.

I shall endeavour to sleep before I go inflicting myself on yez again. :D