I've been awake since six. The Evil Hellcold no longer bugs my throat, but my head is full of schmutz. Feels like four in the afternoon. I'm on EST again apparently.
In other time lag, I'm reading the fifth Harry Potter book. (For the first time, yes, I know.) It's literally heavier than one of our cats, but at least it's an easy read as far as reads go. After this it'll probably be the second and third Lemony Snicket books. Which are lighter. Thank Gord.
Meeting the new babysittertype today at five. Brain lagging to localhost. Experiencing severe packet loss.
It occurs to me that Thom Yorke must really hate children.