mordicai caeli (mordicai) wrote,
mordicai caeli

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Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary.

I've been waking up at six in the morning lately, just because my biological clock is all effed up. All these Holiday Parties are messing with me circadian rhythms. As opposed to my cicadian rhythms, which tell me to hibernate for seven years & then swarm. Today I woke up at five thirty, which is even worse. Just get up, alien brain in an alien skin, awake & alive. Unscrewed the top of the espresso pot...oops! The handle broke. Great things come to those who wait! The early bird gets the worm! Yes, today is full of worms, so far. I'm not really upset, or anything, just bemused I guess. Yesterday was another work party-- the last one, though, at least I hope so-- & Jenny came along to it. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself! I should mention that Terra & I went to lunch with ravenface, dear dear old thing. We went to Rye House, because as I've mention, it is my "spot." Anyhow, then it was the work party; not that I really have much to add about it? We talked to the "German foreign exchange student" for a while. There was a spill, but I was in no way responsible for it; I only note it because wine got on my shoe. Also, there were people who were like "who are you?" that I thought knew who I was, but anyhow, now they know. Good. I mean-- it served the function that work parties are meant to serve, right? & then home, & then a burrito, & then we finished up all The Office episodes on Netflix. & then to bed.
Tags: parties, television

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