blrg.

[dira]

6:30 in the morning, and all of a sudden the sky outside my window is cornflower blue, and I am on the last body paragraph, rabbiting on about how they really shouldn't be having so much sex if they think bodies are evil, and I am crashing hard, and really looking forward to an Egg McMuffin and about nine cans of Diet Coke to get me through the next twelve hours, when it will be okay to crash for real, with the sleeping.