i half heartily write these words because it’s that time of the night where a Lunesta has kicked in and the first effect you really notice is forgetting not only how to spell, but how to type. typing on this keyboard feels like learning to play the sitar, but less harmonic.
my biggest accomplishment today was helping a woman with her research on one-solution anagrams. And my car did not explode today. And I made it back and forth around the city in one piece, sometimes less.
This is all chatter … my instinct is not to write anything at all, so I will concentrate on typing instead. It is good for my training.
