I was sitting in the car today, listening to my father drone on aboutcars and driving, when suddenly my body tensed up, and I felt really fired up, as though some big trouble is headed my way and I needed all my strength and wit to meet it head on. I don't know if it's sixth sense or just lack of sleep, and I don't know if it's about me or the person I was thinking about when it struck, so if you're reading this today, please take extra care.
So anyway the whole house is still like a sick bay, and because I've been sleeping at my hall bedtime still, for the past week and a half, I've rejoined the legion of the ill with a very sore throat. But there just isn't enough time at night to do everything I want to, by the time I finish dinner it's 8 and I'm supposed to be in bed by 12?! Can't sleep at the office because I haven't found a good posture yet. =P
