Channeling: random Tori snippets

I want to write something coherent, I really do. But I just feel too out of sorts. I'm not really tired or sleepy despite getting less than five hours of sleep last night. My innards have been healthier, but they're not *completely* discombobulated at the moment.

So I don't know what's up. I just can't focus. I have too much work to do and I'm wasting precious time telling you that I have a lot to say, I just have trouble saying it.

If you didn't watch The West Wing last night then you don't know what you're missing. If you are not a fan of the show we might have to cease all simulation of friendliness, because you are obviously inhuman.

If you are a fan and you watched it email or IM me, I'd love to talk about it! };>

In some kind of hopelessly optimistic level I'm waiting to hear from Richard as to whether or not we can go see this black box he knows about. So far of the six times we've made plans like this I had to ditch once and he's had to cancel four times. Today is the sixth.

My sister is due today.

So the sixth ditch might end up being my fault.

Anyway. I'm sore and achy, I loved last night's episode of West Wing, Tori Amos is the greatest singer ever (if you disagree please see my comment about being inhuman), I don't really think I'm given to bipolar tendancies but today I might change my mind.

Hopefully things will settle down soon and I can get back to normal(ish) posting.