Still tired...

[mousme]

I don't get it. Twelve hours of sleep later, and I'm still tired. No, it's not the ick-I-slept-too-much kind of tired, either.

Is LJ going to keep the Valentine's Day banner up all week, or what?

I am entirely caught up on Bluebook. Yay!

Now, if only I could wrap my mind around writing fiction. One step at a time, I suppose. I really hate the last 2,000-odd words of Crisse, des zombies!, and that's proving to be a major stumbling block to getting the thing finished.

This is the Post Of A Thousand Paragraphs, because I honestly don't remember what I was going to say. Poor joane was talking to me yesterday on Y!M about conversations we had around New Year's, and I had NO idea what she was talking about. Once she reminded me (with explanations and examples and flow charts) then I finally got a vague notion that yes, maybe we might have discussed that at some point.

On the plus side, this whole memory thing seems to be restricted to short-term memory only. Anything that happened before September is okay. Otherwise, though, I'm sunk.

What I need, I suspect, is a month's vacation somewhere sunny and warm which includes a beach. I actually wouldn't mind going back to PEI for a week or two in the summer. That's obviously not going to happen this year, but maybe next year.

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I forgot what I was going to say again. *sigh*

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Dude I totally know the 'I talked to you about X?' feeling. I swear, my memory is like a sieve at the best of times :P