Sigh.  So it's been one of those days--busy, choppy, and full of ringing phones--and I just was not dealing with it well.  My head felt disconnected and logy; my general mood was blah, and my brain--well, what brain.

So.  Sitting here, desperately trying to keep from crashing under my desk and passing out, and it dawns on me that hey, I haven't had any caffeine today.  Dragged my butt across the street to Z's Espresso, land of wonderfully bitter mochas and chocolate covered espresso beans, and suddenly?  I feel human and wonder how I allowed this terrible situation to ever arise.  (got up too late to justify turning on the coffee maker, have quit drinking sodas). 

I am so buying a coffee grinder and an espresso machine.  Of course, then what will drive me to leave my home? 
Oh yes, the need to buy cat food. 

Took a sidestep from Valente's book to read The Demon Lexicon & The Spy Who Haunted Me.   Two quick and fun reads.