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I think I'm back to "normal" after my delayed dosage yesterday and pushing through a 2+ hours dance class. "Normal" means that I just want to be quiet and sleep today. But I did get out to register for a Monday dance class that starts next week and is close by. There's a lot of dancing scheduled in the coming month--classes, dances, workshops.

I dreamed some strange-feeling dreams last night. I can't recall the details, but I know that they felt strange and weird. I think they were a mishmash of the TV shows I've been watching--which have plenty of strange and weird elements.

I'm taking B to work in just a bit and I'll stop on the way back for my green tea latte infusion. I think I may not be getting a boost from that drink--my system may have acclimated to that daily amount of caffeine and now needs more to have an effect. I don't plan on upping my intake level--I'll just make do with what I'm doing.

I pick up the mail most days from the lock box they have on the streets here. MD has gotten her name on numerous lists of charities. They deluge her daily with incredible amounts of pledge requests. At some point, she started sending small amounts to a few of these places. They have now sold her name to dozens of others and her mailbox pumps through a never decreasing number of requests. As the holiday season nears, her mailbox grows plump with begging scripts.

Gimme, gimme, gimme! Makes me want to shimmy!