Even the air ...

I tried to write today at lunch. I really did try. I was just so damn tired that I couldn't get my brain moving in the direction I think it should have been moving in. And I tried on two different stories. The weird thing was that I wasn't tired at all until I went to lunch. Then it was all I could do to keep my head from daintily landing on the table to catch a quick nap.

However, I can't be tired for the season finale of BSG, so I had a super-potent cup of coffee. It's so strong it's probably going to eat though my stomach and end up killing a few brain cells. Honestly, though, I'm okay with that.

I updated over at Soulswallo.