*thud!*

[railenthe]

So in a deliciously faily feat of fail, I decided to try and sprint again today.  But the stark white of the page pulsed at my eyes, making my head hurt.  Popped an Imitrex, and

 

--writer’s block.

 

Godsdamn it.

 

Turned to Eden Eternal, a recent MMO obsession.  Dinged a few levels.  Decided to try the sprint and an RP again.

 

Phone rings.  I answer and have a conversation with my boyfriend when he calls me on my apparent exhaustion: a sentence that was supposed to be “So I heard about this fascinating study about serving sizes and silverware size” apparently sounded more like “So I hrrd ‘bou’ dissfassshhhhn’t’n shtudity mrllllrlgl.”  After a few more minutes of me being unable to string vocal verbs together, a hang up, some texts, and another attempt at sprint and RP.

Somehow the sentence I’d remembered as being deliciously profound a few minutes ago is revealed to be the following:

 

The hflad a dddddddddddd    fj;;”  [This continues in that fashion for about another line and a half.  At one point, alt+ inserts show up to break the alphabetical monotony.]

 

I am apparently blink-sleeping at my computer.  So I’m calling it a night.  Two beta-blockers and an aspirin should blow my vascular system open enough to get this sluggish junk out of my system by the morning.

 

...I am so glad I aborted the plan to wash my hair.  Considering the phone conversation and that DELICIOUSLY DEEP sentence from earlier, I might have fallen asleep under the tub tap.  And that would be bad.