Ignite

early to bed...

Cami Kaos

18 Jun 2008 — 1 min read

I'm working on a very long post...

But it totally isn't ready yet. It's taking a lot of thought, consideration, music, a nice glass of wine... you know... I need to seduce the post. Get it in my good graces. Get it to do all the work for me and then maybe climb into bed with me...

But the post and I? We aren't quite there yet. We're taking our time. Getting to know each other. Making sure we're a good fit, this post and I. I don't want to rush into things...

So instead of finishing that post I'm going to go to bed early and get my beauty sleep so I can be my bright and snarky self at Ignite 3. There's A lot of information I'll have to retain. A lot of people to say hello to. And then there's the fact that I'm going with MissBurrows so I'll probably have to spend most of the evening trying to get her to stop touching me...

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