Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Last night I could not sleep. First, I was too sleepy to want to do anything else (including watching television ... actually, I wanted to play guitar but kept losing concentration) but still couldn't fall asleep. Then back pain kept me awake. Finally, after giving up and getting online, then having a very sudden attack of "so dizzy I must lie down or throw up", I crashed ... partially woke when I dreamt that I was seeing a bunch of SCA folks walking past the camera on the morning news, then woke completely when I dreamt I heard someone downstairs putting my things in boxes to steal them (it was the sound of tape being pulled off a roll in my dream that woke me). So I slept one [expletive]ing hour. Not a happy camper.

Not even interesting dreams with story lines I can bore people with; just impressionistic wake-me-up bits.

Still dizzy. Hope I'm feeling well enough later to drive to Virginia. Hope I'm feeling at least well enough to move the car across the street by the time street-cleaning parking restrictions kick in.

Something more interesting queued up in my brain for later, I promise. Okay, maybe not more interesting (it involves politics and pontificating about cyberspace), but certainly less whiny.