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Urrgh. I was planning to work on some pics for this super secret project for the website today that I've been putting off doing for months so what do I actually do? Spend most of the day napping and then watch the rest of my extended FotR DVD and then goof around online. Oh well. I'm still all sleepy. I think I shouldn't have gone into work so much last week. I'm really still not well. Everyone's had the flu - we all know it takes at least a week to get over it. So why do my co-workers always act like 'What? You're still sick? But it's been, like, two days. What's wrong with you?' I was going to start drawing, finally, but then Snape came over and kept messing with the paper and stuff. So I gave up and came to the computer.

...wouldn't it be cool if my cat were male? I could be all "Snape spent all morning on my bed, licking himself" and people would be like "whaa?"

I had all these effed up dreams when I was napping today. I don't really remember them. I have so much trouble sleeping well.

My head feels all fuzzy. I need to stay up to watch QAF. Sundays aren't the same any more without Futurama. I love that show. It's better than The Simpsons.