I don't think I'm meant to be a tiger...
Posted by anomalily Sat, 06 Jun 2009 02:41:49 GMT
It was as though Theo was a ghost in my bed when I woke up: I didn't remember him climbing out of it at all and barely could remember if I simply dreamt that he had crawled in last night.
A morning at P:EAR was followed by a vastly unproductive day at work spent mostly fixing problems with my computer. Once that was finally done, it was time to go staff the IPRC. Shawn also thought he was staffing the IPRC, so I finished up my project and left him to round out the shift. I was exhausted, trailing home at 5 mph, but somehow by the time I got home I had renewed energy. I started drinking coffee out of one hand and beer out of the other and finally wrapped up working on the WNBR at 5AM. Then, I crawled into bed for 2.5 hours of sleep before my conference call.
This photo was taken for the Rogue Players: Calvin and Hobbes in Real Life.
