I woke up at 4 a.m. with a temple-throbbing headache. It had already given me an upset stomach -- while I was asleep, fer-pete's-sake. Took an ACC (felt it was worth calling out the heavy guns) and went back to bed; probably drifted off and dozed but was aware of it only by fits of dream-like things. After it was light, rolled over, opened my eyes and read for about an hour and petted the cat who was busy using her teeny tiny needle-sharp claws to punch holes in my body. Hope she didn't let all the air out.

. So I'm several hours behind already and, though the headache itself is gone, still feel more or less like dogshit. Wish I could just under-react for the rest of the day, but I can't do that.

To give you a better idea, here it is, a little after 7 a.m., and I haven't made a list yet.

Gotta go insulate Mortimer.

Linn