Oh, dear, fatigue crash. For the last week or so I have been doing that thing where I assume the horizontal position, drained and useless, at 9pm, and wake up at 6am regardless of alarm-clock contributions, with that slightly time-warped feeling as though I'm about to fall into bed after a heavy day. Possibly one involving simultaneous marathon ( Read more... )

Hooray, I appear to have mostly kicked this ridiculous bug, although it had some slightly excessive death throes yesterday, in that I spent the day with a thundering sinus headache and nausea. Felt like a hangover, actually, although I don't think I drank enough at dinner on Saturday night to merit an actual requires-hair-of-dog scenario. (Dinner ( Read more... )