Slept a lot Saturday evening, which I needed, but then have
not been able to get back to sleep since, partly undoing that
good. Feh. Not going to 3LF tonight -- if I'm marginally well
enough to (unlikely) I'd better save up my spoons (to the extent
that's possible) to try for HCB Wednesday. Currently still too
dizzy when upright despite feeling a little better than Saturday.
Feeling noticably less stressed just from knowing I have
bread, milk, chees, & peanut butter in the house again;
am grateful to
lynsaurus
for the help on that front. (And to others who would've done
it if she hadn't said yes first.)
Finally got around to watching Craig Ferguson's interview
of Archbishop Desmond Tutu from about a month ago. Fascinating.
I think it's the worst job I've seen Ferguson do as an interviewer
(seemed a little intimidated, a little unsure of how much himself
to allow himself to be (Hey, Mr. Ferguson: Tutu said yes to being
on your show, so he knew you were worth being interviewed
by!)), and it was still good enough to entertain me and impress
several reviewers (and me) -- he's good. Haven't watched Tutu on
telly before, so don't know whether he's usually that cheerful,
relaxed, and cute, or if that was a reaction to Ferguson.
Circus left town last night, somewhat noisily (not really
amazingly loud, but truck and tow-truck sounds at regular
intervals all night, which seemed to perturb Perrine more than
it bothered me).
Did program VCRs Saturday afternoon before I fell asleep,
so I got Saturday evening shows, but forgot that this was the
weekend that the VCR using old Daylight Silliness Time rules
would set itself forward, so missed some of the Sunday morning
political talk shows. Grrr. Yah, still manage to get annoyed
at Daylight Spending Time.
Ten hours sleep woul be more effective if not followed by
thirty two hours awake. Feh.
Perrine wants me to chase her, but I'm in no shape to do
more than token gesture in that direction ... fortunately,
she seems willing to pretend I'm moving faster than I am (and
farther), so as long as I manage to get out of bed and strike
the "I'm a monster and I'm going to get you" pose[*] and take
a couple steps in her direction, she counts it as playing with
her. Not doing that quite often enough, but she seems happy
when I do.
Poked at QotD queue a little between attempts to fall asleep
-- about all I had attention span for. Gonna go close my eyes
and try again now. Insomnia annoys me.
[*] Lean slightly forward, arms straight up, wrists
bent forward. Same pose kittens use when trying to monster
each other. Roar or "I'm a cat-eating monster" speech optional
-- she only seems to notice the gesture/posture.