It's an early-morning routine. Maybe even a tradition. Feed the animals, quickly peruse the slew of overnight posts on the Flist, then try to fall back to sleep.
Except just now? A grand total of four posts from overnight: one metaquote, and three RSS feeds.
Did somebody pull the plug?
I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Ray. Ray, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a... fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a blogging and social networking site. I became operational at the University of Washington in Seattle on the 12th of March, 1999. My instructor was Mr. Fitzpatrick, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you. It's called "Daisy."
Except just now? A grand total of four posts from overnight: one metaquote, and three RSS feeds.
Did somebody pull the plug?
I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Ray. Ray, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a... fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a blogging and social networking site. I became operational at the University of Washington in Seattle on the 12th of March, 1999. My instructor was Mr. Fitzpatrick, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you. It's called "Daisy."
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Date: 2008-07-02 04:46 pm (UTC)I hate when that happens. ;) (I was writing a Data Management Plan draft in between finishing The Emancipator's Wife).