sleepyOne screaming infant, in the row right behind me, who was somehow managing to time his screaming for exactly the moments I was about to drop off to sleep. But I finished knitting the cuff of the second half of a pair of socks, so I guess that's good?
In Ridge now with Faildog to save roomie from having to murder her for refusing to sleep. Have now written 4,000 words of second sweater-fic, dear god. Second half of second sweater-fic probably tomorrow.
Also seem to have misplaced the slip-case for my phone. Hoping I left it at my apartment when we stopped to fetch the dog and I was separating out pajamas and clean clothes from my suitcase and moving stuff 'round in my backpack, 'cause otherwise, I left it on the plane. Ah, well. Will call Westjet tomorrow and see. o.O
Ah, Dexcon. You make me so sleepy. *yawn*
