Meh.

Well, Mono just had to come around and kick me in the ass after this most-recent exciting weekend, including becoming so exhausted that I couldn't fall asleep until after 2:00 am last night.(do note that timestamps on posts are all Central Time... so if I'm in SF subtract two hours for effective stalkage). I'm tired, I'm sick to my stomach, and something is blooming that makes me (or anyone listening to me sniffle) want to cut my head off. I'm not planning on moving far out of the 4'^2 triangle that is the area between my bed, my desk chair, and Granma's armchair. I'm going to eat starches, knit in bed, and listen to podcasts (radio advertisements make me want to donate my eardrums to charity).