I just got an email from some online retailer wanting me to buy pajamas, saying that Thursday is Wear Your Pajamas To Work Day.

I got news for them: I'm a freelancer. Every day is Wear Your Pajamas to Work Day.

Southern Headline of the Day: "Georgia man kills armadillo, but ricochet gunshot hits mother-in-law"

I wonder if that would work as a court defense. "I swear to god, Your Honor, I did not mean to shoot my mother-in-law, I was fixin' to shoot that armadillo! And no, I wasn't trying for a bank shot, neither!"

I woke up tired, which is not a good thing, given the amount of work that is waiting for me.

Oh, god, yes. I had to drag myself out of bed this morning to make into the office at a reasonable time, and I should not be this tired considering how little I did yesterday. A sign that taking a sick day was the correct move.

I got a request this morning to have a chat about another Dublin position that I applied for, so that'll be happening tomorrow.

I have booked Ryan's 6th birthday party. It is at a venue that goes by the name of INFLATABLE WORLD. And it is bouncy and awesome.

And I already have people stalking me about stuff I didn't respond to yesterday. Oh, it's going to be a great day. For sure.

The person who was supposed to have a screening call with me Friday and canceled hasn't written back to reschedule. Argh! Should I send a message? Give it another day?

So weird -- the 5K I'm doing Saturday (in a large-ish local park) just sent out an email saying they were sorry for the late notice, but they were just informed by the park district that the course won't be on paved areas; it's through a wooded area on an unpaved course.

That's kind of weird, right? I'm not sure I would have signed up if they knew in advance it was unpaved. It's going to rain for the rest of the week, so it's going to be muddy as hell, and unpaved means not stable, which I'm not thrilled about with my ankle.

I'm still doing it, but at this point, I have no illusions about finishing in under an hour.

That is definitely weird. I feel like they should know that. I mean, is there a big paved trail in that park? And raining all week and muddy, when hundreds of runners go through it...ick. At least walking you'll be able to place your feet carefully? Eesh.

It's weird that they didn't know, yeah. You'd think someone involved in setting it up would have at least seen the course before they decided to use it. Unpaved might actually be pretty stable though - it's not necessarily going to be just a mud track through the woods, it might be a surface that is technically not paved but not, like, a bare trail.

I decided to sleep late today and take the train after the one I usually take to work. But after I got to the station my train-tracker app showed the train was stopped for some reason before our stop. After the train didn't move for ten minutes I decided to walk home and take my car to work, as they weren't telling us when the train would move again.

So it took me an hour and a half to get to work counting the 40 minutes walking to and from the train station. And the train ended up getting to Highland Park a few minutes before me anyway.