Got dressed, out of the house, and to work. It felt like a real accomplishment because I did not manage any of those things yesterday. I rode my bike extra carefully, as I'm always a bit out of it after a couple of weeks out of the country. i have a tendency to forget which direction I'm supposed to check for cars.

I've been waking up at 3am and debating going to the gym for 5am but instead watching Buffy until I have to start work. Now it's 7pm and I'm the last one in the office. I'm so jetlagged (9 hour time difference) that I feel like I'm moving through thick and soupy air. It's trippy. I made dinner plans so I will brave the French Quarter and, even worse, brave dinner conversation. I am so thoroughly discombobulated right now.

7:08 p.m. - 2015-11-24