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Today tried to kick my ass, and I rose triumphant. J. and Brando were both out, for the second Friday in a row, so I had to do that evil procedure that I'm barely comfortable with and have to do reeeeally slowly, as well as all my other work, and I goddamn did it because I am kind of awesome.

When I got home, my new bedding had arrived. This brightens everything in my life.

Last night I lay in bed awake, too scared to sleep because I was thinking about the latest episode of Lost. I mean, I was spooked just thinking about it. That always happens to me - I'm fine at the time, but when I think about something later I get so scared I'm afraid to move and every noise makes me jump. It happened with Suspiria and with Jacob's Ladder and with Wednesday's episode of Lost.

Labels: ass-kicking, bedding, spooks

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