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My head feels like it's been smacked by a reasonably large Chelsea Tractor. So bad I couldn't sleep last night for choking on lungfoam. So naturally, I did what everyone does when they've not slept well for the past few nights, not slept at all last night, and have contracted lurgy: I went to work.

Needless to say I'm not there now. I'm plotting a few things, but mostly I'm watching things I've downloaded and fighting the Battle of Hoth with little lego snowspeeders. Because I can, damnit.


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Sep. 11th, 2006 06:31 pm (UTC)
You could do what Groucho Marx did when he had insomnia, call random people and insult them. Apparently it cured him after a few days.
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