two hours of a sleep break turned into 6 (mostly on the couch).
oops.
log is finished at 5000+ words. now to finish story.
my face is completely broken out. i look like death warmed over (or mcdonalds reheated) and i need to go outside and feed the ducks. because it is sunny. and i have four days left in ireland.
i am so tired.
Posted by bananie at December 11, 2002 12:00 AM | TrackBack
Annie, girl, you needed some sleep! My father always used the expression "death warmed over" and so, of course, do I. I know the look well...I think the ducks are calling you, if only for a wee bit.