What happens when you are really tired and you've spent the whole day creating and listing new items on the store. You don't list 1 item worth 57 bucks, you list 57 items worth 1 buck. 

Even on a good day half my coherence is meandering sexy thoughts of dark-eyed huntsmen, and half dealing with whatever Real World throws at me on regular basis, but today I have PMS and am racing to beat the Black Friday sales, posting as much as I can. 

And it's past 1 in the morning and I still can't sleep, because the General is out, working. Bought myself an airport book for the trip, tho, so I'm pleasure-delaying, otherwise I'll end up reading it BEFORE the trip, as I have been known to do.