bleargh

I don't think I got to sleep until 4AM.  Story thoughts bouncing around my head, and I waited until 1AM before I got up and wrote them down.  Stupid.  Maybe if I'd done that earlier I could have got to sleep, but by then the brain was just going.  Now my stomach is all upset.  I'm hoping that's just because I haven't had anything but ice-cream for 12 hours - am making some pepperoni and eggs and rice.  That should help, right? 

So, sleep more, now?  Or stay up and write?  I think where I'm eating it's going to be stay up. 

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( my answers on the accent quiz )

When I got up this morning it was light enough in the kitchen that I didn't turn the light on - I think the sun was not up, yet.  It's progressively gotten darker without me noticing because I was looking at the computer and now I want the light on.  I should probably go get my car (two blocks away because of street cleaning last night) before the rain comes lashing down. 

*walk walk walk drive drive*  OK, car now home.  Tea?  Mm, tea. 

*typetty-type*  Hey, I got half my Ivan/Byerly story typed up!  This is the damned thing that kept me up all night, thinking.  And I think it's not great, but neither is it totally horrible, and at least I'm getting it out of my system.  Sent that half off to my betas (thank god for volunteers).  Now must get ready for work. 

I'm a sekrit midnight writer.  A closet writer, Eor says.  Though it was actually a water closet I wrote it in.