Damnit. I got home tired and ended up sleeping for four hours on the couch. Now I'm wide awake, although that's not too big a problem because I have tomorrow off. I might go christmas shopping. I might clean the damned house because it needs it.
I've been buying a lot of books, more than I can read. Some I'll need for the trip back to Portland, but I really need to lay off. The last lot was mainly a bunch of Michael Moorcock, including a collection of his 'Dancers at the End of Time' books, his Victorian fiction homage, and the rest of the Bastable books. Apparently they're supposed to be about Edwardian Imperialism. They've got airships. Lots of airships.
And I picked up the first Borribles book. Its a kids book, but if its good I'll go get the collected volume from Dymocks next pay.