Last day, one way or the other
Tomorrow is the day of reckoning. Or of finding out what’s going to happen for the next 12 months, anyhow. I’m exhausted already, but figure I can’t go to sleep yet. Dead Like Me is on at 9, anyways, and I want to find out what that wad of cash in the last episode was all about. It’s hard because I’ve missed more shows than I’ve seen.
I’m not sure what else to say about this. I guess nothing, not until I find out. I have no idea what I’m thinking or feeling about this, but I must be nervous, since I (literally) was up all night, and just napped very briefly today. Not that I feel nervous. Tired. All my answers tomorrow.
But!
When I napped, Matilda slept on the bed with me. Success! Demon duck, your powers are weak.