Last night, I slept, thanks to a new prescription of Sonata (Zaleplon). So far, much preferable to Ambien, but I'd really like to get back to something like normal sleep, please. Sleep without pills. The world has conspired to destroy true sleep. Instead, we get this drug-addled substitute. Spooky's also currently beset by severe insomnia, as often happens when I'm having trouble sleeping.
Of course, it didn't help that the engine light came on yesterday. It doesn't appear to be anything severe, and we should be getting the car back later today.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,291 words on the second piece for Sirenia Digest #57. Oh, and it now has a title, "Fairy Tale of the Maritime." I hope to finish it today.
Last night (after the delicious pizza Spooky made) consisted mostly of an insane WoW binge. Something like eight hours, with only two breaks. But we both got "Loremaster of the Eastern Kingdoms." Do I question how I'm squandering so much of my life on such a mindless pastime? Yes, I truly do. But the questions haven't stopped me yet (still, I figure it's marginally less mindless than watching spectator sports).
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions, some of which are probably ending as I type this. Also, there's Spooky's Dreaming Squid Dollworks and Sundries shop at Etsy. Also, thanks to whoever is responsible for the anonymous gift of a new mouse pad. The old one really was pathetic, and has now been retired to a desk drawer.