Newspapers

Wrote this last night:

I'm going to bed, I'm going to bed.
I'll post this in the morning. But right now... I am so tired. First rules of babysitting - be alert and be sober, and I was neither. Well, I've been falling asleep since nine o'clock, and I can barely keep my eyes open now - and I didn't drink anything - well, hardly anything. Half a lemon Bacardi Breezer, and a couple of mouthfuls of vodka. But I was nearly asleep, and I hate babysitting so much...
I don't know why I did it. It got better later, when Adrisha fell asleep, and I crashed and watched Lagaan. That wasn't so bad. And I did get to watch M*A*S*H earlier - I doubt it was part of your marathon, Laura, but I liked it - the one where they take Frank's blood in the middle of the night, as he's the only one of them with AB negative blood.
I can't post this now - I'll have to wait until morning when I get the modem. But right now, I'm going to bed.
Em, I'm sorry about your beta - I'll do it when I wake up. And no sarcastic comments about how much I sleep, please... not all of us can function on less than eight hours' sleep a night.
And now I'm going to bed. Good night.

And now.... *drum roll*.... history coursework. And hopefully Enterprise, if I don't forget. I have spent the morning reading the Sunday Times... Pedar will eventually buy the Observer and the Financial Times, I know.

Can't think of subject, don''t want to either

Have finished it. I think I have, anyway. I would know, but my computer just did what it's famous for and crashed, taking everything with it. I'm now borrowing Pedar's laptop, because it seems to work here.
Anyway...
( History, all 646 words of it, because I don't trust this computer either )

"With love from your son - and unsuccessful draft dodger - Hawkeye."

Heehee. I [heart] Laura. M*A*S*H slash! Yayness! *laughs*
Which reminds me, I ought to finish that fic I've got ongoing. It's scheduled to finish shortly before the Last Trump, but there's nothing I can do about that.
I really don't want to go to school tomorrow. I'm in denial about it - trying to persuade myself I don't have four weeks of school left before October 18th!
I've just listened to Black Tangled Heart four times running. I need more music.

Jehovah's Witnesses

A few thoughts and observations:

Firstly, Pedar has been talking about going to San Francisco next year. Therefore I have a statement to make. My birth certificate and LJ profile proclaim my birthday to be the twentieth of January, next year, it shall also be the twentieth of July. Seeing as how my actual birthday will be so thoroughly sucky-to-the-core, I think I should have another one.
Secondly, a story Pedar told me. Years ago, before I was born, he delivered a baby who was dangerously ill and needed a blood transfusion. The baby's parents were Jehovah's Witnesses - but in order to save the baby's life, they went ahead and gave it the blood. When the parents found out, they left - leaving the baby behind. They had to give it away for adoption.

And one more thing - Pedar is going to London tomorrow, and won't be back until Friday. Who the hell am I going to talk to?