Apr. 10th, 2002

or so it seems. All mailing lists and journal entires are very quiet. Normally this behavior is reserved for Friday...

Last night was very pleasant. Except for a panic attack between the time I got home, and company arrived. Mr.Zero, mvoid, Fudjo and myself chilled in the living room and painted, the male reflection of the Knitting Circle O'Doom. Buffy and hockey were on in the background while a small army of figures got that much closer to being finished. I turned in around 11:30, feeling tired. And promptly woke up as soon as my body hit the mattress. Stranger still, I seemed to stop breathing. I had to lie there with my mouth open, in a semi-fetal position, as I tried to sleep and just couldn't. Around 2, I drifted off again. To wake up at 6. And to finally, protestingly, stagger awake at seven to being the routine over again.

My mood is the usual one I have these days in the morning.

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