The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

Here's a bizzaro question for you all. Do you ever get tired to the point where you have shiver-convulsions? Like you're really cold and shivering, but so hard that you're almost convulsing? I do that when I'm so over-tired that I've taken one step too far past my limits and if I don't get sleep Right Then, it's going to be bad.

That happened last night. Seven hours of sleep helped, but I'm still about dead to the world. As soon as I get my #!^! travel orders, I'm out of here. I should be able to nap for 5-6 hours, get my stuff together, and possibly clean up the kitchen a bit tonight.

Vegas and Ka tomorrow, yay! Also hanging with the family, yay! And seeing Nana again, yay! The rest of the mafia freaks don't find out I'm coming, because I just don't have the energy to deal with them.

This past weekend was lovely, except for the rain yesterday. And then the hail. That sucked. And the not sleeping. But some neat things happened, I got to talk to a lot of nifty people, and generally had a good time. I wish I had more time to chat with pictsy, but she arrived at an extremely bad time (only two of us in the pub, five million people wanting drinks at the same time, and two kegs that ran dry at the same time...), and I didn't see her again after that...C'est la vie.

Need. Sleep.