and decide to get up. As in, actually rise from bed and make the coffee
and start an activity or 12. That would be odd, right? Since the 5 days
leading up to said Saturday the only thing I wanted to do was sleep for
hours. But this particular drizzly morning, here I am, out of bed,
coffee made, online jumping from page to page trying to make some kind
of order out of the conflicting topics coming to the surface, setting
up yet another new service. They say it's blogging but so much more.
Which might be nice. I started a blog but my site's much more. So we'll
Hold on, the Concerta should kick in in 15 minutes or so...