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Wednesday, September 10, 2003

THIS IS THE DEPARTMENT OF DOG-EATEN HOMEWORK, HOW MAY I HELP YOU? 

I haven't had a decent night's sleep for almost a week now, and it's starting to catch up with me.

Last night was the worst yet. I turned in like a good boy at 10:30 only to be awakened an hour later when my younger daughter had a coughing fit—she's got some sort of minor cold-like thing right now that seems to affect her only when she's sleeping. And then I could. Not. Get. Back. To. Sleep. (Daughter of course never even woke up.)

Sometime after 4:00 I finally finally finally managed to doze off only to be awakened AGAIN, this time by the phone at around 5:00. I didn't pick up—hell, I don't pick up even when I'm awake and sitting next to the damn thing—and the caller left a big loud nothing on the answering machine. (There's a special place in hell....) I was able to drift off again fairly quickly, but by 7:30 the kids were demanding breakfast and I was well on my way to being late for work.

Id est, a bowl of oatmeal could support more neuronal activity than my brain right now. Consider yourself warned.

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