Today was spent sitting around doing almost nothing; instead of applying to jobs, I merely looked at some of the colleges on the web. Instead of reading for my Monday class, I read my blogs. Instead of grading the last of my papers, I took a nap. Well, maybe two naps.
I have no clue why I feel so beat down. Seriously, I went to bed early last night --- why am I so tired out still today? Why is my brain as full of drive as a 1988 VW hatchback with a broken air compressor? Why do my metaphors today suck? And why do I feel like I need yet another nap?
Maybe I am coming down with something. Or fighting something off. I did see Famously Sick Colleague in the hallway earlier this week, so I might have caught one of the seventy-billion colds she has all going on at once. Or maybe I am depressed. Luckily, I am going out with a couple friends to self-medicate with chicken tikka masala and maybe a mango lassi. Mmmm, indian food!
That is, if I manage to stay awake for the next couple of hours.