Were I not sick, I would scoff at the idea of heading up to bed before 10pm. Tonight, though, I’m seriously considering it. Head upstairs, lay down, read, play some solitaire on my Palm IIIc, and be asleep *well before* 11pm.
I suppose I need the rest. Hopefully I’ll be able to convince myself to get up when I wake up in the morning — which will most certainly be long before my alarm wakes me up. I’ll do my showering and assembly of lunch and snackies then.
Man, this cold is kicking my ass.