Eek, life!

So, anywho, I've been doing the FlyLady thing something fierce --the principle I use basically breaks down into doing twenty minutes of working on cleaning my room, and twenty minutes of screwing around.

...And then people IM me near the end of the screwing around time, and throw EVERYTHING OUT OF WACK! Oh well, I can always brush my hair or something that keeps me near Dmitri.

Anyanyways, I don't have a lot of time, but I need to update about stuff, including how awesome work was last night (Highly unusual --usually, work sucks balls.)

I'll get there. Maybe this is just a reminder post.

I also need to update with a dreamlog of my zombie dream. It was pretty geektastic.

...And ohyeah, Origins report. Kinda...forgot about that. Oops.

ARRRGR, too many things to do in every direction possible!

In the meantime, have a link: One over Zero. That's the first comic there --it's only one thousand comics, so that's not to bad a slog. And it's good reading.

Annnnnd I'm out. Ta!

~Sor
MOOP!

Two negitives make a positive, right?

ANYWAYS:

Work is a bitch. Yes, we've all gotten that far.

Example: I am working Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday of this weekend. This is a really sucktastic thing, especially as it means I can't help mom with the driving up to Maine that I was going to do.

Point: Harry Potter VII comes out this weekend.
Point: This entry lists a BRILLIANT idea of mine.
Point: I wasn't going to be able to do the above brilliant idea, because I was going to be in Maine.
Point: I won't be in Maine this weekend.

Add all points together, and what does it equal?

So! Assuming that my father would be willing to let all of us crazy people stay up all night in our pyjamas, who would be interested in coming out to The Empty City (AKA my house) with their copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and taking turns reading it aloud until we either finish it or all fall asleep?

[Poll #1023772]

And now, I have to go clean my room. And OHYEAH! Keep in mind that this might be all sorts of canceled if Dad doesn't approve. I will let you know once I've talked to him.

EDIT: Dad has given the go-ahead! We are GO!

~Sor
MOOP!

P.S: I won't actually have a copy of the book, so SOMEONE has to bring theirs. --mine is coming via Amazon, and probably won't arrive until Saturday morning sometime.