I am incoherent. When I went to bed last night, I'd lost language. I was staring at the screen, at an IM, unable to put words together to form sentences that made sense.
I'm not much better tonight. So I'm putting myself 1700 words in the hole and skipping tonight completely. It just isn't going to happen.
Posted by Deb Atwood at November 6, 2003 09:01 PM | TrackBack