So, in writing a piece that took far longer than it should have because I was also making playlists, I am awake a good 2 hours later than I'd hoped to be.

And then I came online to put it on LJ as is my custom- and was nagged by having not posted here in ages. So I posted. A lot of things. Most of them are pretty damn old. Well, not that old. Everything I post here is 03 at the earliest- and the years between. But when I look at them they FEEL old.

DA bugs me with requiring keywords and titles and author comments. My entries reflect that. The one I wrote tonight is the most recent one. The shores again, or something like that. I only title some of my things because the damn site requires it.

Definitely too tired to think straight. At least the fact that my stomach is currently EATING ITSELF has reminded me that in doctors' appts, working, phone calls, and writing, I haven't eaten in almost 15 bloody hours. How the eff did that happen???? I'm getting off of here and going to make foods. Lots of it. And hope I don't die shoveling snow tomorrow.

Blarg.