The Good Worker Bee Pill doesn't want to let me wake up. I rarely take them, but I fell asleep at two, then woke at four and was unable to get back to sleep. Then Spooky didn't wake me until noon, which adds up to an utterly fucking bizarre nine and a half hours of sleep. I haven't slept that much at a stretch in the better part of a year, and I wish I hadn't this morning. Ugh.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thanks.
Yesterday was spent recovering from the two hideous days I took off for the birthday. The wages of laziness. I lost count of the email. It just went on forever, which is what happens when I put my email accounts on the "vacation" setting. Email to and from pretty much everyone. Also, I spent a couple of hours signing the 600+ signature sheets for The Ape's Wife and Other Stories. So, that's out of the way.
We went to Tortilla Flats for dinner.
I read William Hope Hodgson until I was sleepy enough to begin that horrific nine and a half hour marathon. Anyway, here are two photo from yesterday, signing. There's a good reason I'm hiding my face...
To offer me solutions,
Is to offer me alternatives,
And I decline. ~ R.E.M.