On 7th cup of coffee.

Getting ready to go to bed... <<YAWNNNNNN>>

Thinking about the meaning of life

Slipping my clothes off.

Really.... getting ready to go to bed.. ;)

I'll be most interested in your Quod erat demonstrandum.:cool:

The meaning of life is.......

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I'm listening to my dog eat his olive oil-laden food, catching up on hockey with online radio and thinking about words I had with my landlady.

Ponders the horrors of landladies/lords and scumbag managers. While drinking pepsi.

Or, as we call them - slumlords.

My sleep schedule is out of wack so I'm having a beer, will walk the dog and then come back and sleep (if I don't get a zillionth wind and pack some more).

wondering if Sharni pronounces "My Preciousssssssss" the way the witch pronounces "My Pretttttttty", is preparing a gigantic breakfast and is asking the dog to stop coveting the veggie bacon

wondering why it's morning already

knows it's an extended evening for me, avoiding the dog's gaze as I prolong the inevitable walk and e-mailing a long-lost friend