Not quite halfway through the week...

[ellenmillion]

*yawn*

Bad sleep last night, very confused dreams about Epilogue playing a joke on Design Alaska and Bill wanting a current door schedule, and trying to do a computer search on a plotter with a typewriter head.

Maybe I'm working too much...

I have over 100 messages in my inbox to respond to... ugh. And I really, really, need to write some rejections today, as I think it's actually mean of me to make these poor artists wonder and wonder and wonder. Double ugh. And my tummy is *still* not feeling good. More peppermint tea today.

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[mizkit.livejournal.com]

You? Working too much? *Naaaaah*.

*hugs* Poor Ellen.

[jaenanda.livejournal.com]

Dreams are funny that way. Last night I dreamed I was crossing th border into Canada from Texas (!), and my Texan uncle had put a gun in my purse, which was found, and let to much trouble, including me moaning, "But you can't make me persona non grata in Canada! I need to go the the Edmonton mall!"

I think that means that I'm too obsessed with that unholy mecca of commerce known as "The Mall"