Being in my mid-forties

...obviously doesn't mean I'm any wiser. I stayed up till 1 a.m. reading The Proper Care and Feeding of Zombies over at the exchange, because I just couldn't stop, and in spite of bloody well knowing I'd have to get up at 5.30. Am totally knackered. Shower didn't help either. Thank god it's Friday.

If this round of the exchange continues like this, it'll be difficult to name favourites. There's one hell of a lot of briliant writing. *iz awed*

Oh, and (for once, in time): A very, very Happy Birthday to lillithj ! May you have a wonderful year full of inspiration, happiness and health! *hugs*

*snore*

Coffee didn't really help. That's one of the mysteries of life: why does coffee not make me feel more awake when I've slept too little and drink it in the morning, but keeps me awake at night when I drink it too late in the afternoon?

Ticket for flight on 31 May to Vienna arrives today. Ze boyz will be flying business class, the spoiled beasties. Me too, but it's because of them, so they *are* spoiled beasties. Economy is always full of Turkish passengers, whose children are notoriously horrendous, and we wouldn't expose ze boyz to them, now would we.

A fellow member of the lovedraught community sent me one of my old SS/HG fics, which was lost when ff.net kicked me out (there possibly is a CD somewhere in Vienna, but I'm not sure). It'll be fun to re-read it. Can't do it now at work, because stooopid firewall doesn't allow it.

Be afraid, flist. When I'm tired, I'm prone to fits of postingness.