Seventeen coal black horses...

I've found it interesting... I can't post from the newsroom computers at all. Either with netscrape OR ieeeeeeeeeeeee.

Hrm.

Anyway, I preserved the evidence...

And all the stars were just like little fish.

Hrm.

For those who haven't figured it, I'm quoting song lyrics. Bad habit of mine.

Got up this morning incredibly stiff and sore (it's cold here. I think my joints dislike it... so does the rest of me). Came downstairs to find my sister in pain. Hunched over and half-crying that her stomach ached... Then, after mom was on her way home to deal with it, she seemed to get better.

Might have been gas. Dunno. Either way, she's got an appointment to see the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully, it wasn't anything serious.

I'm sooo tired.

Took the car in, my babycar is now only needing a new tranny. Feh.

Six hours of sleep does not an awake Lyss make.

Skipping my first class--the computer one--to get some work done on things.

Bought a Calvin and Hobbes book yesterday.

Anyway, I'm so tired I'm rambling badly.

sigh.

byby.

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Later, now.

Hey, I've figured out the greatest thing about having a cool computer at home. It means I can wash my hair before work and sit here in nothing but my pants and a bra. *happysigh*

Although, it's a bit cold for no shirt.

I really hope I get to sleep a lot tonight.

'Cause, see, it's a bad, bad sign when I curl up UNDER the desk at school and sleep for two hours.

Really.

I was really disorganised and discombobulated after that, too.

Eh. Must go. Time for work.