blogging from bed

Wanting to get un-tired. Feel like I've been dragging since Sunday. Had a boring afterschool meeting (the ladies are fab; the boringness was my fault because I chair the com), worked for another hour, then left. Too tired to grade any more papers. Too sluggish to take my checks to the bank. Too sleepy to to go the store and buy new shoes. (OMG, maybe it's serious.)

I missed Peahen's last night in town, aptly spent at the H. Last time I went on a weeknight I had a strawberry soda, a slobbery game of fetch with Lisa's brother's Newfoundland, a rockin' time, and a headache the next morning. Couldn't risk it.

Must ... go ... run.