It's 11:30 in my slice of the world. Usually, I wouldn't even be thinking about going to bed for another two hours; tonight I've just gotten up from about 5 1/2 hours' sleep, and I'm heading back.
Woke up with a cold-sorta-thing this morning and, when the ex picked up the cubs, I puttered around for a little bit, then collapsed under a blanket. Weird dreams I can't recall. Woke to nature's call, then just now to debate whether it was better to keep hydrated or warm (hydrated won out, and the cold wasn't so bad as I'd imagined). So now it's back to the futon. Just thought I'd share before passing out.
Oh. For those of you who found the blog about Sarah interesting: The ex is going to visit her mom next weekend; it's just occurred to me that she could maybe drop me off in Ithaca on the way. I've already called the one friend of Sarah's whose last name I could remember, in hopes of finding her, but he hasn't gotten back to me yet (but then I haven't set up my voice mail, so he may have tried). If I can find her I'll tell her I need someone to show me around for the weekend, what's changed and what's the same (true enough; lots has changed last time I was there).
Wish me luck.
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