Well, I have officially moved beyond "fighting off a cold" into "sick." I at least partly blame the two and a half hours of sleep last night.
Godawful morning schedule aside, part of the problem was that I simply couldn't fall asleep until midnight because I'd slept until noon on Sunday. Really I ought to regulate myself not to sleep so late on Sundays, but it's so hard to tear myself from the embrace of sweet, sweet Morpheus. Who is actually kind of a dick, at least until he became Daniel.
Godawful morning schedule aside, part of the problem was that I simply couldn't fall asleep until midnight because I'd slept until noon on Sunday. Really I ought to regulate myself not to sleep so late on Sundays, but it's so hard to tear myself from the embrace of sweet, sweet Morpheus. Who is actually kind of a dick, at least until he became Daniel.