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It's the middle of the afternoon and I'm sitting in front of the computer blinking my eyes and trying to get them to un-cross. I had trouble sleeping last night (horray for muscle cramps!) and finally resorted to medication. I've taken this stuff before, it usually just takes the edge off of whatever is going on with my muscles. Not so this time. I went down. Hard. I'm typing this as if I were in a haze but a really hyper haze, the kind you'd expect to get if you woke up after a party and found that your fire alarm was going off... once I determined what day it was (and that took consulting something with a running date-keeper and then a claendar) I got a jolt of adrinalin. I woke up thinking today was THursaday but it's Wednesday. Gravy. I'm all a-kilter. I gained a day and lost it all at the same time.
I don't know what I'm typing. I need caffiene.
I don't know what I'm typing. I need caffiene.