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[blustocking]

I just woke up. I thought it was 3pm. Nope. 5:30pm. But I went to bed at 6am, so I guess that's not too bad. Had a good time last night. Went to Cat & Fiddle, had a few Boddingtons with glazedlife. Then we went to Norm's to continue our conversation. He was wearing a skirt, which I must commend him for as not only did it look good, but Cat & Fiddle and Norm's are not "boys in skirts" kinda places. They should be, but they're not really. While we were at the Cat & Fiddle, we were treated to gunshots being fired in the air. It was funny, people just sorta looked around and after about 5 minutes, went back to talking. Then at Norm's about 4 police cars showed up to stop an "incident" which was really just some chick screaming about why they wouldn't be served. It could have escalated I guess, but four cop cars? Anyway, then we ended up talking in the parking lot for about an hour. I came home, got online, did my exercises, took a shower and went to bed at 6am. I MUST stop going to bed at 6am. My schedule is fucked.

Now I'm sitting here in my room, in minimal light, waiting for today to begin when I'm not really sure I want it to.

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[neobitch.livejournal.com]

I enjoy being a night owl, as long as there are folks about (whether in person or online) for me to associate with during my 'normal' waking hours. I've found it's much, /much/ easier on the soul to be restless and alone at 10pm than, say, 4:30am.

And I hate sleeping in like you just described, when I'm in full-out night-owl mode. You just want to go right back to bed and sleep another fourteen hours, or something. Bleah.

Hopefully some tiny little spot of goodness will land upon your head, and you'll get to feeling better about today. :)

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[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Thank you sweetie. Really.

:)

I need to realign my sleeping schedule too

[haddob.livejournal.com]

I find that at times when I would normally sleep, I am now reading or watching infomercials. Sometimes I just forget to sleep, and that is unhealthy and creeeeeepy.

Wait,


Maybe I'm a robot...

Maybe...I'm DEAD!


:|

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Holy crap, your a DEAD ROBOT! Wait...no..yeah! You're a dead robot! That's so cool man.

YOU SHOULD GET ON AIM IF YOU'RE GOING TO BE AWAKE.
Yes, that needed to be in all caps.

I don't know how you can forget to sleep.
Just not right.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Oh, I am so cutting myself off...I mean "you're a dead..."

Dammit.

[aubreycolors.livejournal.com]

:)

[qat.livejournal.com]

CAT & FIDDLE!

I got trashed there with yous crazy kids! :)

Mmmm Appletini.... four of them...or five.... lost count. So hard to resist cocktails that taste like Jolly Ranchers! All I remember after that was running around giggling with my camera taking pictures of everything including some guy at Hollywood High far off who apparently pulled his pants down and showed us his dick. Then I woke up in your bed the next morning....how COULD you take advantage of me?! XD

heheheh

I miss ya Lady Blu.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

I miss YOU!

*starts up a collection to get Kat out to Con* :)

Those were good times, good times. Ah Hollywood, gunshots and penis shots, how could you NOT love it?! ;)

The best Appletini that I've had, so far, has been at the Standard on Sunset. I can totally see us chillin' with our cocktails there.

p.s. How could I NOT? ;D