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Broken head today. Can't fathom why. Feel fine, really, but I could not get out of bed. Called in, slept. Slept more. Ate. Slept.

I had a huge number of bad dreams last night, and I can't really remember them. I think that's the closest thing to an explanation I can present. One or two bad dreams can cripple me in the morning for an hour or so. Maybe I sustained too much damage in my sleep to get up.

Again, I feel fine. I don't know what happened. I'm annoyed that I missed work (I'm sure the boss is, too), and I'm annoyed I didn't use the gorgeous day for something other than recovery and sleep. This is confusing. At least it's very, very rare: might have happened once or twice in the past.

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Saturday, didn't see SP. Went to a party, had a great time, didn't kill anyone. Collapsed a chair, spilled all over myself. Punk rock.

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Edit: I forgot to add that the whole house has smelled like Lagerfeld Photo for two days, because I broke a giant bottle of it on the bathroom floor yesterday. Dizzying. It nearly killed poor rojagato. I can't smell it anymore, but I'm sure it lingers. Maybe that explains the dreams.

a little productivity

Yeah, so I lost about 14 hours to head-clouding. Whatever.

Worked out today. I've been consistent lately, but not very systematic. I should be able to slip into cycles again in the next few weeks. I feel faint stirrings of discipline. It's high time to learn something new, like side presses or bent presses or snatches. I really want windmills, but I think those come later.

The evening's plans were foiled by microbes, just like in War of The Worlds, so I ripped out the side-yard weeds (that's everything except the rose bush). I have a faint map of spiderwebby scratches on my forearms. arcanus and especially rojagato have worked a lot harder on the landscaping project than I have, but there's still plenty to be done. I'll get to saw big things down. The sunflowers are displeased with their paper cup quarters -- they need to go in the ground.

I think I'm annoyed, but I'm not sure. What a strange day. I'm usually a pretty self-aware kinda guy, right?

Ceremony tonight, because panzerkunst will spin, and I'll be wide awake anyway.