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Sleeping on the couch is usually an exercise in futility anyway. Add in three different ringing cell phones at random hours of the morning, nightmares about temples and spiders, and a headache to achieve the proper frame of mind this morning. Which is: Doom.

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I wish whatever's clogging yahoo's servers would just stop it already so I can read my email. I am irritable enough already. (Note: at least it is working now.) My cell phone has been called once an hour, every hour, by some unknown number that does not leave a message. I am not amused. Next time, I might answer the phone and start screaming in Russian.

Found relatively sane job. Must find way to get down there and apply for it. It says reading on the clock is okay. Really must apply. Commercial for new Clive Barker movie on the Sci-Fi channel is overwhelmingly funny. Travel on the wheel of time and fight succubi, says the Smoking Man.