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Last night was the worst night's sleep I've had in MONTHS. It wasn't anyone's fault, even the FMS isn't the blame. It just a shitty night's sleep, leaving me exhausted, slurring my words and a little grumpy. There isn't really anyone online that I can ever bitch at. Thus, all of my lovely readers are treated to yet another "I don't feel well" rant :P You're all dreadfully good sports.

I'm going to go get some chocolate, because I need the sugar, and I may be in a poor enough mood to get some writing done on some of those older stories left hanging. Like poor Sammy's beach fic (the first chapter is done damnit, just on my laptop), my Gravi Valentine's Day fic (Overdue much?) and maybe think up a plot for the VERY forlorn "After All That". My brain has, for one reason or another, fixated on Klingons. B'Elanna may play a larger role in this than I'd anticipated.

We'll see. G'night all. I doubt I'll be back online until later tommorow.