I had a really bad night's sleep in the hotel - well, it was pretty much just hours of tossing and turning. The guy in the room next to me seems to have the bubonic plague, and spent a lot of time coughing his guts up, and the guy in the room above me took a long shower at 1am. Joy. I wasn't in the best of shape for a day in the office, but the joy of Advil managed to get me through it. On the way home, I got to watch a guy trying to push in line from the car pool lane as we joined the Bay Bridge getting a ticket from a motorcycle cop who happened to chance upon him. I'm sure I wasn't the only one grinning as I drove past. Other than that, it was a miserable drive home as the Advil wore off, and by the time I got home I looked like I had a combination of
Parkinson's and
Tourette's. I took a bunch of drugs and went to bed.
Oh, new month, so here's the electrickery stats:
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