I just commented to J that I haven't done much work today, but the little bit I did was very, very important. And it seems to have drained any brainpower I might otherwise possess.

That's my excuse for being dense.

It's been a good day. Dinah took me to lunch at Hunan Homes, where I proceeded to stuff myself full of good, good food. Lots of it. My problem with overeating is not that I am hungry all the time, it's just that I like food so darn much. Well after the point when my stomach has made it clear that I've done my duty to sustain my body's nutritional needs, my mouth is saying something along the lines of "but that was so good! just one more bite ..." and they have to roll me out of the restaurant (like Violet Beauregarde with the gum in Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory).

I get to go Home in a few hours, to let my family celebrate my birthday....

... oh look! It's almost 5. Gotta go.