Like a wild potato

[cyrano]

So I arrived at my parents' house this afternoon, for those of you keeping score at home.
It's almost eleven, local time, and I'm still not sleepy. Considering I didn't sleep last night either, it's a little worrisome. But I've said I was going to avoid what worrying I could this weekend. So there.
More news later as updates are warranted.

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We don't need no stinkin' worries

[miss-friday.livejournal.com]

Travelling consistently wrecks my sleep habits. My great-grandmother called it being journey-proud.