I’ve been awake since 1:00AM. I suppose I could go upstairs and try to get a little more sleep before a long day. I haven’t had much serious insomnia for a while but yesterday I was out of sorts and I’m not surprised I couldn’t sleep well. I’ve probably slept too much, honestly, over the last week, so I’m not surprised and I suppose I’ll do ok.

Yesterday I worked from home. This required me to respond to about a million stupid emails. My job is weird. I also wrote half an article, pushing through the jungle, so to speak, to get it done. Writing for academia is a pain in the ass. Anyway, after I dropped the boys off at school I hit the coffee shop. I swear the little emo girl put drano in my tea. I’ve never tasted tea so bad. What did I ever do to her? I listened to SOTL and worked on my computer while hoping the moms with the little kids would leave. I also saw one of M’s friends. She looked like shit, her eyes were glazed over and she hardly said a word to me. I asked M about her later and M said she thought she had seasonal depression disorder. If she does I can understand her predicament. This has been the worst winter ever in memory. The sun is hardly ever out, and even when the light emerges, the temps are too low to warrant leaving the house. In fact, I think this week is supposed to be cold again. What the fuck? As I’ve said before after Valentine’s Day winter is supposed to disappear slowly. Not this year, I guess. Al Gore, sir, you were wrong. Global warming has not taken away our winter.

So I’ll probably do about ten hours at work today, maybe a little more. I’ll survive. Good night. Or good morning.