Grumpy face

Reggio. Really. We need to figure something out with the heat/mosquitoes situation.

Yesterday, I finished work at 10.26. That's pm, y'all. (I am such a mess that I just said y'all. I'm not from the south. I can't even tell whether I meant it ironically or not. That is not right.) In any case, that is sad in and of itself. Then I dragged myself home, managed to make a salad (read: throw some stuff in a bowl and pour too much vinegar on it, thus making it not at all appealing). By 1am I was in bed. I considered this not too bad, because, really, a couple of hours between finishing work and getting to bed seems like a reasonable thing.

Yeah, well. You'd think.

Then I waited a very long time to fall asleep. It was hot, and there were mosquitoes and possibly also imaginary mosquitoes, and also my tummy is currently an awkward shade of sunburnt. Sad times all around.

That's how I found myself sitting at the computer at 3.30am, having decided that the thing to do to induce sleep would be to get cracking on a translation I have to do and also eat cookies.

Advice: do not try to translate contracts at 3.30 in the morning. Does not work well. Also, the cookies were perhaps not such a good idea. Back to bed circa 4.00, with a mild stomachache, trying to figure out the correct form of "please find attached" for a contract.

I think I fell asleep shortly after that (yay contracts! this is why law school and I would not have worked out at all, probably), but then it was 6.15 and I had to wake up again.

Two hours of sleep on a Tuesday morning? Not so good. My students had better be alert and fascinating this morning, or else I will probably kill them. I do not have the energy to muster anything even resembling patience.

Reggio, tonight can you please just cooperate a little? A tiny bit more air and a tiny bit less mosquito craziness? Thanks.