Blecch.
I just can't stand mornings any more. While I'm getting to bed at a reasonable hour, I just don't want to get out of bed in the morning. I'm sorry for the lack of comment, I especially wanted to comment on this mock trial of President Bush in Parsippany, NJ.
But I just can't do it. I had that on my list of things to comment on yesterday when I had an attack. That was a wonderful 90 minutes, whimpering in the closet. In fact, I have about 45 minutes before I have to go to work, I think I'll do that again. Maybe I'll feel better.