Bah, take two

Laurier doesn't like me to sleep in, even when I'm sick. So I'm up by 6, and that tea water better boil soon is all I'm sayin'.

At least I'll be getting out of the house later, for Kris' cats. It's a nice short jaunt, and I can curl up there with tea and cats, too.

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The joy of Netflix is having a movie sit on my shelf until I have the time and motivation to watch it. Hero has been lurking for about a week and a half, and I'm still sick (not a Mental Health day, unfortunately) so I popped it in.

Promptly cried my eyes out. Damn, that's gorgeous.

I need a nap now, and then I'll hit Kris' place for the cats and meet peeps downtown for dinner and Hitchhiker's Guide.

G's executive decision to have the SOK HHGTTG showing at Crossroads tomorrow sucks. I can't go unless I get a ride, and I'm tired of begging for rides (about as tired as people are of giving them, I imagine.)