Actually, I could be a zombie

I'm thinking, following the advice of some fellow writers, that I should probably stop posting bits of poetry up here. Well, things that I intend to submit, anyway. I'll probably still throw up some scraps. I've been writing bits and pieces lately, but the last few days have been sort of busy, and I'm excruciatingly tired tonight. I suspect that what I really need to do is to sleep, or perhaps watch some Buffy and lay about for a while, then sleep.

Ah. This has been a strange few days. My weekend was great, but sort of off-kilter. I think I need to displace some of my rituals. Perhaps they're hemming me in.

Too tired to muse. Rah, bed.