Here's an oddity. Kentucky and Tennessee have been as much bellwether states as Ohio; the last time they went against the winning candidate was when they voted for Nixon in 1960. (I think they're planning to break new ground at this election.) The last President to win only one of these three states was Taft.

Sigh. Once again, screwed up sleep schedule, and wide awake at 2 in the morning.

For some reason that I can't quite explain, I'm reading Vachel Lindsay tonight. Just seemed like the right poet for my mood. And google tells me that a recording exists of him reading The Congo, but it doesn't seem to be online anywhere.

Steph and sj and Deena and whoever needs ~ma or feel better! wishes, there it is. There's too much information to my brain in Buffistas at the moment, and I'm kindda behind in Natter, so I'm not even peeking there.

I'm sick. Sick, sick, sick. And it would have been fine, if I could only pull it to Yom Kippur and the weekend following that. But I have to work. Like, not have to have to, but since it's holiday over the next week as well, I'm not gonna work a lot this month as is, and I know I'm expected to, and it will mess with my days off, which I planned already. So I just need to go through the next 36 hours without too much sickness. Unfortunately, it also means I can't be visiting today one of my dying relatives - I don't want to infect him with anything, so I hope he'll make it through the holidays.

Made myself pancake for breakfast. Now need to work, and pray for enough strength to work a hell lot today and also go out to bring some groceries. I really need the 36 hours delay on this, so I'm taking what I can.

And, to end this with as much possible shininess: Happy birthday, Sail!

Sending gentle soothe-the-fellow-mathematician~ma waves out for you, Hil. May you sleep restfully but not too long when you get there.

And just because it needs saying now and again: We love you an awful lot, you know.

Thanks, Karl.

Getting better quickly~ma for Shir.

{{Hil}}

Slightly more awake now.

{{Hil}}

Some people are being really extra nice to me the past few days, and I truly find this confusing, in the "what do you want from me?" way. I don't know how to react to this. I know it sounds mad and I should just be thankful (with a healthy dose of "wtf?" suspicion), but I'm used to certain balance of crap/kindness in my life, and some emails in the past 48 hours made me grin like mad and wonder what's going on. I didn't reply yet to one of them, because hey, since when strangers who barely knows me from the other side of the world are going above and beyond for me, for stuff I didn't ask for?

Grateful and all, just... don't know how to react. And hoping this doesn't precede a spoon full of life crap.

< /controlfreak >

I'm still at the office and am hoping to leave by 2. I'm parked in the secured lot, though, so I'm good to go.

I think my dog is going to forget who I am.

Oh, javachik. Good luck.

Thanks, Shir. :)