I had every intention of crashing as early as possible Wednesday night. For reasons I'm still not sure of, I was extremely sleepy most of the day. I napped in the afternoon and again about 9 p.m. I woke up to check e-mail and planned to hit the hay after that. Before I finished my online chores (sometime after midnight), we were paged out to a fire at some abandoned grain bins. The events of the fire are worthy of a "real entry" in my NotQuiteLive Journal. Because I need to get some sleep before my 8 a.m. class, you'll have to wait for that entry to hear the rest of the story. Sorry.
Film at 11
I had every intention of crashing as early as possible Wednesday night. For reasons I'm still not sure of, I was extremely sleepy most of the day. I napped in the afternoon and again about 9 p.m. I woke up to check e-mail and planned to hit the hay after that. Before I finished my online chores (sometime after midnight), we were paged out to a fire at some abandoned grain bins. The events of the fire are worthy of a "real entry" in my NotQuiteLive Journal. Because I need to get some sleep before my 8 a.m. class, you'll have to wait for that entry to hear the rest of the story. Sorry.
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