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Bleriness sets in
Jul. 8th, 2003 12:35 am"I have been goign to bed exhausted every night for the last couple weeks. Either I am working on The Cat, or hanging out with friends, or trying to get the Altwheels Festival orgainized.
I am so blery that I am having trouble typing coherently. I even had to give up on tyhe pile of emails I was writing because I stopped being able to form words right on the first three tries, and my sentences went on for paragraphs. This is not good when one is tryign to write up a semi-official invitation or press-release.
Now I'm goign to crawl into bed because I have to get up early tomorrow so I can get into and out of work early enough to be in Boston for 6pm for another meeting for altwheels.
Whee... Thud.
This is part of why I haven't written worth a damn in my LJ."
I am so blery that I am having trouble typing coherently. I even had to give up on tyhe pile of emails I was writing because I stopped being able to form words right on the first three tries, and my sentences went on for paragraphs. This is not good when one is tryign to write up a semi-official invitation or press-release.
Now I'm goign to crawl into bed because I have to get up early tomorrow so I can get into and out of work early enough to be in Boston for 6pm for another meeting for altwheels.
Whee... Thud.
This is part of why I haven't written worth a damn in my LJ."
