I don't know why, but it feels as though while I slept last night, someone else made use of my body, to battle zombies or climb a mountain or something equally taxing. All day long I've hurt and felt exhausted, for no reason at all. :(

So, an attempt to return to livejournal was in order, for a few select friends who I know don't use insanejournal, and for the ficfests. *points at Lauryne*

What's new with me...

I'm a hostess at a breakfast place, which is funny, given that I'm such a night owl. It's less funny when I'm waking up at six-forty-five, but it is a job in a really ( Read more... )