it's 1AM and i can just BARELY keep my eyes open. i feel very nothing-ey. and i'm starting to feel intimidated about driving to new orleans. worried that jack won't have fun. i mean, of course we will once we get there. i can pretty much enjoy any new experience given that i don't worry about how anyone else is feeling, which i am hard-wired to do. hrmm.
edit: oh joy! i just realized i can feel my tongue again today for the first time since the terrible biting accident! yay! but still exhausted. dammit.