I love moths… I almost feel a short story involving tasty moths coming on.
This cold can be over now. Really, I wouldn’t mind. I’m up to that point where I’m producing way to much saliva and choking on it. I have a tickle in my throat last night that kept me awake most of the night.
I’m not going running today. Wednesday disc was three on four and I played harder than I really wanted to. Last night was the first game of women’s league. Went well. We lost, but played better than I expected. Our newer girls generally made good decisions. But I came home hacking.
I’m just so tired today. Can’t quite get my brain going. Fiddling around with the Cleansing scene, still. It’s a tough scene.
My only problem with going to Omaha (okay, not my only problem, but one of the biggest) is that I don’t get work done, but I don’t get any relaxation either. It feels like it’s been a month since I did anything dumbly relaxing.