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I'm in that horrible mood where I'm too sleepy to be useful, have too much to get done to sleep, but I'm also resenting the fact that I'm not sleeping and that I'm cold and the result is not achieving anything, really. Only I *can't* sleep because I'm recording the Federer/Coria match to DVD and I want to cut out all the adverts. So I'm left trying to find something to do that I can pay attention to for ten minutes at a time. Besides admiring how pretty Roger is in the black and white because, while true, that's not all that useful. :)

Maybe Photoshop, since my sleep-deprived brain doesn't consider that work. Hhmm.

edit: Oh, what I actually started this post to say was that if my mean, bitter, bitchy head-of-college-woman sends us all one more email all in capital letters, with seven -- count them, seven -- exclamation marks after the first sentence, I will not be responsible for any action I take as a result, including beating her over the head with Eats, Shoots and Leaves.

*Seven*. Christ on a cracker, there should be laws against that amount of abuse of punctuation.

edit: I am twenty years old. I am twenty years old. I am *twenty* years old.

I should not be wanting to stamp my feet and start screaming about how bored I am, I really shouldn't. Really, really shouldn't.

But I'm bored. Argh.