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"I have a finely honed sense of transgression. It makes many things more fun than they ought to be." -- realinterrobang, August 2004 (during Pennsic War XXXIII)

Spent much of the past two days sleeping, frequently interrupted by pain. Interestingly, Perrine has shifted her sleep habits lately, curling up much closer to me and spending more time sleeping on top of me (she usually sleeps just beyond arm reach). Anyhow, the whacked out level of sleepiness kind of screwed with my to-do list. It also messed with my plans to do things outside the house.

Hoping that the way I feel right now will last long enough to get me to 3LF rehearsal tonight. We'll see. Wish me luck.

Had a bunch of topics to write about that came to me in brief periods of wakefulness and then vanished before I jotted them down; hoping to remember a few of them eventually. One of them had to do with amusing observations about food. If things go well, or if they go very poorly, I won't have a chance to write very much in the next couple of days. If things go sort-of-badly, I will. (If things go well, I'll have time to write a little.)

Sometime in the past couple of days I got a pair of text messages from my cellular provider. The first said, "We are about to upgrade your service," and the second, five or ten minutes later, said, "We have just upgraded your service." This left me scratching my head, wondering what sort of upgrades might apply to SMS.

Today I went to check my voice mail and got the "new subscriber" setup menu.

Oh.