omgwtf insomnia FUCK!

so, it's that time of morning again, when Mel rolls around for the last time, jumps crankily out of bed, screams: "FUCKING HELL!", braids her hair in pigtails, and gives up on sleeping... yet again.

really, I'm getting so sick of this.

( in which I whine about sleep and not-sleep and shit like that )

anyone got any 'tricks of the trade' for getting to sleep? because man, I'm willing to try just about anything right now. except that beef thing, because that's just nasty.

yeah.


[this post's quota of randomness: LOOK! ICON! how many doctors can you name?]

ETA: never forget, I FAIL AT THE OPENING CUT-TAG. DDDD:

don't go cryin' after second-hand lyin' / 'cos it doesn't matter

AIEEE!!

silverjet747 sent me Lynsey De Paul - Greatest Hits!!! darling, I love you. you're not going to read this because you're hardly ever on lj, but LOVE.

Kitten is absolutely ecstatic, and because she is, so am I.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

did I leave the gas on?

so, because I'm in a good mood, I have some treats for you all! hooray for beta yousendit.

Eddie Izzard: Dressed to Kill
--approx. 1 hour 20 minutes, 72 MB .mp3 file--

Lynsey De Paul - Greatest Hits
--I was going to scan the jacket, which is full of lovely Lynsey photos and info, but the scanner/printer is still bleh and Marie and I are both too lazy to fix it. well actually, she's too computer-unsavvy, and I hate Dell so my opinion is the machine can go fuck itself. 89 MB .zip file of 21 .mp3 files--
tracklist:
( 1)Sugar Me )

also, for anyone wondering about my new "name"/journal title:
( it, like just about everything[1], is my sister's fault. )

[1]- by which I mean, just about everything which is not already shrieking_ell's fault


[ETA: Susan (from Narnia '05) is in Girl With A Pearl Earring!]
[ETA2: ohmans. Colin Firth should go scruffy and long-haired more often. *flail!!!*]