Apparently, Timothy's Berry Patch Tea (wow, does that sound dirty or what?) has caffeine in it. I did not sleep a goddamn wink last night.
Did finally pass out at 9 AM, whereupon my mother called on me, and then two junk calls, and then my father, and I finally dragged my arse out of bed and am now working and sipping coffee and generally not being pleased with the state of things. I am now on the receiving end of a lecture from my younger brother, who is, as always, more learned in life than I am. Not sure how that happened.
Once it became apparent sleep was not forthcoming, I did climb out of bed and work some more on the space opera. And now I am picking at my work with dismay, as the writers have conspired to be particularly horrible.
Downloading some sort of update for my poor, neglected little Android. It's the Samsung Captivate; I'm contemplating rooting the thing in January if AT&T doesn't give us the froyo update.
Looking forward to lunch with Potato in Fullerton tomorrow, and at some point I need to go food shopping...
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