Was it my dinner?
Jan. 23rd, 2003 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
webcowgirlI dreamed last night that Siouxsie Sioux was dancing in front of me in an outfit that was so tight that her breasts were completely on display. I was oddly compelled to watch them as she shimmied around in her skin tight outfit. Was it the lasagna?
After mahjong last night at Cafe Vita, I realized that I had a deadline coming up for the "Smuterati" article for Tablet. I checked my email at 10:45, and WOW! The deadline is (what now is) today! So I rushed through my shower so I could get a little writing in before I went to bed, which of course meant that I was up until midnight, which of course means that I feel hung over today and I'm ACHING for a cup of tea. Fortunately, there are plenty of electrical outlets below my desk. I just have to be surreptitious about where I keep the tea kettle at night.
After mahjong last night at Cafe Vita, I realized that I had a deadline coming up for the "Smuterati" article for Tablet. I checked my email at 10:45, and WOW! The deadline is (what now is) today! So I rushed through my shower so I could get a little writing in before I went to bed, which of course meant that I was up until midnight, which of course means that I feel hung over today and I'm ACHING for a cup of tea. Fortunately, there are plenty of electrical outlets below my desk. I just have to be surreptitious about where I keep the tea kettle at night.
