Saturday
I didn’t do much today. I spent a good portion of the afternoon trying to figure out why the computer I’m working on for is still thumbing its virtual nose at me. I think that I sussed it out. And from this point, I can determine a viable course of action.

I headed to Dr. Volt’s to pick up this week’s allotment of four-color goodness. But, like Mother Hubbard’s cupboard, my hold box was empty. I picked up Uncanny X-Men #460 and X-23 #6. Both were decent reads. I may consider adding them to my “titles to add” list. We’ll see.

I came back to work on the computer… and somewhere around 9:30, I made an impromptu visit to The Dreaming. At my desk. I knew that I was tired, but I didn’t think that I was that out of it. *shrug* I think that I dozed for nearly two hours. Hopefully, that won’t have me staring at the ceiling all night when I go to bed.

Breakfast was good. We had a small turn-out – there were only six of us. But we had fun. We didn’t get to poke fun at The Singles. But, there’s always next week… There were plenty of other options for people-watching, anyway.

I just yawned for the eleventy-billionth time. Maybe I should take that as an indication that I should try out this “sleep” thing that I’ve been hearing so much about. Who knows… I might even like it.

Namaste.