If we’re going to get a case of wrong-number drunken dialing at 2:30 in the A-bloody-M, it might as well be on the night I’m up until 6:00, no?

*ring!* *ring!*

Me: *checking caller ID, it’s a wireless number* Hello?

Him: *mumble mumble* (something that sounds like) Brian?

Me: Who?

Him: Um, (something that sounds a bit more like) Brian?

Me: I think you have a wrong number, sorry.

Him: *mumble*

*click*

I waited a few seconds to see if he’d call back, but… well, maybe he really did dial the number correctly the second time. And as I stood there in the kitchen I thought, “Ah! I have posting material now!” Yeah, I’ve been at this too long.

It hit me in this past half hour… I’m really starting to feel the exhaustion. Luckily the Blogathon group remailer and a very kind comment left here are all encouragement to keep going. Ninety more minutes, that’s all it takes.

Oh, and the X TV series? It’s very pretty-looking so far, but I’m not sure if I’m going to like it. We’ll see… but not tonight. Clearly watching subtitled anime is not the right idea at this hour. Some other time perhaps.

Speaking of which… see you in half an hour for the Final Hour Timecheck. Huzzah!

I would’ve had a longer, more interesting journal entry here. Really I would. I even said so last time, that there’d be a real journal entry “next time.”

Instead I was on the phone for most of half an hour with Lilith, and dammit if that doesn’t beat typing out an entry any old day. I love talking with her, even if it’s just on the phone and just so she can rant for a while. When that was done, just when I thought it was safe to sit at the keyboard, Mari called! Ah, my dear friends, it’s so good to hear your voices.

I’m thinking it’s almost dinnertime. What do you think?

Food: I should go make some.

Drink: I should go mix up some OJ.

Music: Cowboy Bebop.

Awake: Sure I am, you bet your sweet bippy.

Cam: Still active, I’m sure I still look like all goofy hell.

Bunnies: Back in their own little bunny domicile, safe and snug.

Kids: Playing on the computers in the other room.

Wendi: At her DJ gig, due back 11pm-ish.

Lain: Haven’t watched any more, but I probably will later this evening.

Blogathon: Coming up on the halfway mark. Yay!

I’m going to go put some food in the oven now. I just wanted to wait until I could get this entry out of the way.

By the way, Age of Mythology is a great time-waster. Absolutely fantastic, I say. Mind you, it doesn’t give me much to write about… so I guess that’s a bad thing. Maybe I should go back to watching Lain instead.

After dinner, though.

Dawn wants the auburn-colored bunny, but can’t have it ’cause she lacks space for another rabbit. Even if it is cuter than hers.

Mari wants one of the bunny-babies, ’cause they’re cuter than all get-out. Sadly, her existing resident pets would see her new pet as a potential light snack. Ah well. Cats and bunnies don’t necessarily mix, now do they?

Me, I don’t want any of them. They make my nose itch, and they smell funny. They are absolutely adorable, though. Especially that gray one with the long hair and the white paw. Le sigh.