October 26th, 2001



Maybe it's the illness... Maybe it's the drugs... Maybe it's the lack of Vitamin C that denicutie has instructed me to take. Whatever it is, it's playing with the lobe of my brain that puts me to sleep.

I was sitting in the office by myself about 5:30 this afternoon and my eyes decided they could no longer stay open. Out of the blue, I was too tired to do something as simple as sitting on my ass in front of a computer. So, I stretched out on the couch in the newsroom for a short nap. I woke up at nearly 9 p.m. Dammit... What's up with that?

Regardless, good did come from my little siesta. I was awake enough to get dinner, go to my room, watch ER and... yes... write another entry at The Window. I guess wonders never cease. (Here's the new one. Go forth, read and enjoy.)