Was I sleep-drinking or something?

I woke up today with a hangover.

Now, understandably this would make some sense in theory... I am part Irish... I like guinness... green is a good color...

Except, I worked from 10am to 10:30pm yesterday, rolled in with nachos and tacos past 11pm, set up an aquarium filter, watched a couple Apprentice episodes, bored Mark with more information than he ever needed about Erestor, Glorfindel, Celeborn, Galadriel, Fingon, Maedhros, Caranthir, and Haleth, read him part of the orc chapter of Unforgettable, and then crashed.

There wasn't even lemon-lime Kool-aid involved, let alone green beer.

So, I have a nacho hangover this morning, I guess. How messed up is that?

I am so pseudo-hungover, I've caught myself thinking in different languages. Including Sindarin. Mostly Sapnish and German, though. Er, Spanish, that is. This is going to be a very interesting day.

And, I had lectures at 8:20 and 9:15 this morning. Hopefully I at least amused the classes.

And before I forget...

INFO ON THE LJ STRIKE UNDER THE CUT... PASS IT ON

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Mark and I also had a lovely discussion trying to determine which was more Hitleresque: Feanor or Celegorm. It's the kind of fun you can only have on St. Paddy's Day. *shrugs* I wonder if that might have attributed to my current situation at all...

For the record, I've only got a little less than 1/8th Irish blood in me (ancestors who came from Kilkenny)... I'm such a peredhel...er, mutt... *shakes head*... Mark, on the other hand, is roughly 1/2, with a red beard he's quite proud of (he used to be more of a red head, but the years have made it go much darker).

Now, if great-grandma hadn't gone and shacked up with an Indian chief (as the story goes), I'd have quite a lot more blarney in me... or something like that. Sometime I'll have to abduct a photo of my grandma and her sibs for scanning purposes and post it... seven lil kiddles, six with red hair and freckles and one with a serious look, dark eyes and dark complexion. A story that gets rivaled only by the horse-theiving fiddler on my other grandma's side of the family (Unforgettable readers might see the similarities between that and a particular character), and the cavalry captain on grandpa's side.

Alright, time to get to work and play not-really-inebriated catalogging... this should be fun.

last book read!

Last week, I made a post that anyone could ask me to blog about anything; Dark asked me about cats and dogs, and now, Stargirl has asked me about... the last book I've read. Seems everyone else just wants me to stop blogging ;)

Okay...

I have a hard time finishing books in their entirety. I like reference books and non-fiction. I like to learn about real things... so I can write about them.

I also know why she's doing this. My boss likes to ask everyone at meetings 'what is the last book you read?' except, he doesn't ask me, because he thinks that I'm reading them constantly and he'll get a list... little does he know, he'd probably get a blank stare.

Cover to cover, last book I made it through... Book One of 'This is Greenwood', which is manga graphic novel about an all-boys school and there's a girl pretending to be a boy (and doing a bad job of it) living in the school. I'm working on Book Two now (there's ten in the series); I need to order the next book of 'Real/Fake Princess'. I seem to like books where someone pretends to be something they aren't, as I analyze and consider also what I'm writing about in Unforgettable. Perhaps because in real life so many people wear masks, and different masks at different times. Interesting. We've slid into psychology.

And now I go, for Castro is singing now and he's the one I'm hoping will win idle... er, I mean, Idol... heh.