Nothing relevant, nothing new, nothing much at all. Once again my eyes are swollen and I’m treacherously tired, but here I am at work. I will be here until 8:30 this evening after arriving slightly before 8 this morning.
I’m hoping for a day when I sleep well, wake up refreshed, full of vim and vigor and delightful words with which I can bestow upon my page. Alas, that day is not this. But you know what? Even though I’m cranky, I’ve still managed to write one more day! Yea!