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Well, on the one hand, this sucks. Tried sleep, but couldn't cut it for various reasons. So woke up, and have been up all night, attempting to dope myself up pain meds (which ain't working). At this point, I'm figuring I'll be awake and achy all night. Not planning on making into work tomorrow.

On the other hand, being up already at 1:30 meant that when Elayna had a bad dream and woke up, I didn't get woken up from a deep sleep. I'm worse when that happens than when I've been awake for a few hours.

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One hour of sleep, ears still wonky, and throat nearly closed up thanks to nasal drip. Definitely a sick day (and a call-the-doctor day).

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American Idol. The Movie.

You have got to be kidding me.

It's going to star Kelly (the winner) and Justin (the runner-up), and it'll mix "real-life adventure with scripted hijinx."

Oy.

Here's the link.

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One last link before I attempt to crash. Someone with a lot more patience than I have decided to string along one of those Nigerian Fraud spammers. The results can be read at http://www.haxial.com/fraud/mikeaba.html

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So, after Elayna was off to school and shadesong was off to work, I was unable to sleep at first, so I ended up catching up on the last two Arliss eps and the last Zeta Project on the Tivo, at which point (a bit after 9:30, I guess), I finally crashed, hard. Woke up about fifteen minutes ago, hungry and groggy. Am going to go eat some lunch, then attempt to wade through six pages of friends posts.

Why sex can be dangerous

I've mentioned before that our cat, Max, has a habit of fucking pillows and stuffed animals. He may finally have learned his lesson. While I was watching Arli$$ earlier, he hopped on the bed and started making moves on shadesong's stuffed penguin, which was near the other side of the bed. After his usual foreplay (kneading the penguin with his paws), he attempted to mount it. And ended up falling right off the bed, with the penguin in his grasp.

When I crawled over to the side of the bed (this was the one-foot-wide space between bed and wall), he was just standing there, looking very confused. After a minute, he did the classic cat "I meant to do that" shrug, then went off to drown his sorrows in kibble. As far as I know, the penguin remains undefiled.

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