S'no Day

We got a good bit of snow. At least a few inches. Of course, school wasn't cancelled. It never is. Bloody boarders.

I was unbelievably tired this morning. You know you're tired when you have forty milligrams of time-released amphetamines (in the form of Adderall XR) beginning to circulate, are sitting up in bed, with a 120-watt lightbulb on next to your head, and you're still making a decent, if irrational, attempt to stay asleep.

I could have slept, too.

At school I still felt sick. The dizziness is something I don't have usually. It's extremely unpleasant. I finally ended up going to the health center.

I've only gone to the health center once before in my life, voluntarily anyway. 'Twas in fifth grade. The only reason I went was because all my friends told me I looked like I was going to die. I did go home that time.

So anyway, I ended up in the back of the health center listening to Don Byron. Don Byron is a god. Buy Bug Music (iTMS link) or perish. He has the hoopiest band I have ever heard.

Hoopy means really together for those unfamiliar with Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy lingo.

So what does that mean? It means that Don Byron comes closer to perfection then anybody I have ever heard. So check him out.

That wandered a bit. Too bad.