had to hold off on the nyquil to watch the mets win another one. yup, the bomb squad won another one, but not without some excitement. bottom of the ninth, 2 outs, tying run is running to the plate. shinjo makes a perfect throw to the plate and everyone holds their breath. out. out at the plate. the mets win!! what a game!!

nyquil. unconsciousness.

so, i am feeling a bit better this morning but still have a head full of yuck. but it's the weekend and the whole family is home so resting is out of the question. looks like a trip to the hobby shop to listen to hubby complain and the kids beg for stuff. hmmm, maybe i can send them alone.

paper is coming along now. slowly, but at least it's something. the later it gets the more i think it has to be great to make up for that, the more pressure i feel, the more i avoid it....etc. wish it was for a professor i wasn't so intent on impressing.

listening to the "six feet under" channel on spinner.com. great tunes this morning.