Insomnia

And the alarm goes off at six. Fukkit. *brews tea* I'll sleep this afternoon.

And you two are hardly helping. I mean, really. *hold up a smallish basket of bunny fragments* Didn't you used to kill these things?

Ugh. More time to finish the stupid bio writeup, I suppose. And with luck duck the rabbits She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named (and thus Summoned) is flinging at me again.

Oh, ****.

( Yeah, this is their song, alright. )