"If you don't have a post up by nine, it cuts into your hit total for that day." Even sung happily at the door of my room, there's no good awakening response to that.
Except, mayhap, "I don't blog for a living."
On the other hand, I did toddle off to dreamland eight hours ago and that was after a nap. >blush< So here I am, with Slinky The Perpetually Half-Grown Cat on my lap, posting something. I wonder if there's coffee?
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
2 months ago