Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I've had a couple of rough weeks, not just in terms of pain and poor sleep and that collision a week ago, but in terms of too many Really Long Days (for somebody with no "day job" assignments lately, I've had an awful lot of days lately with too many "must do today" things in them). So after a massage last night left me feeling relaxed and the past couple of weeks left me feeling exhausted, and looking at a night when I could just let myself fall over and not worry about the next day, I expected to sleep for a very long time.

Four and a half hours later, I was trying to figure out why I was already awake again. *shrug* Gee, why should my body make any more sense than anything else in my life lately, eh? At least I feel as though those four and a half hours were better quality sleep than I've had most nights, even if I feel I could still use more.

I've got a to-do list as long as my arm, but my plan for the day is to focus on being well-rested for the Really Long Day I have tomorrow (two Homespun Ceilidh Band gigs, the first one requiring my being in Gaithersburg earlier than I'm usually awake (if I wake up the same time as today, I won't have any trouble getting there on time)). What I get done while babying my body gets done, and the rest will just have to be put off until next week.

I hope gasoline prices go down again soon. The other thing about the past couple of weeks has been a considerable amount of driving, some of it in rush hour (which I usually manage to avoid).

jducoeur wrote an entry that got me thinking about theremins again, so I had to pull out my Clara Rockmore CD.

About the renaming of "French fries" to "freedom fries" in some restaurants and in our congresscritters' cafeterias:

"Yes, freedom fries in the pan, and due process sizzles on the griddle, and sanity burns to a crisp."
    -- David C Pugh on alt.callahans