Bad run.

What the hell is going on?

My hair has gotten very long, as I have no barber.  This fact has turned from point of irritation to full-blown, deafening screech of deadly owl on a windy day.

Back home, where I finally had internet installed, the modem went on the blink.

Saturday, I lost my keys in the middle of a marathon journey from lunch to barbecue to backyard fire.  I had no way to get into my house.  No way to enter my car or office, no way to unlock my bike.  Keys were found midday Sunday deep in the side of an old-school couch.

The key loss and search time ate away reading, grocery, and laundry time.  I am a mess.

Yesterday, I had low blood sugar.  Instead of taking a nice bike ride, I drove to New Ulm and looked at various closed German restaurants, which made me so hungry.  Then, I ate Perkins — country omelet with cheez sauce, a full bag of potato chips with veggie dip unused from lack of veggies dipped, a piece of chocolate cheesecake, and 1.5 twice baked potatoes.

My hair is large.  My pants don’t fit.  And I’m supposed to teach dialogue today?  I’m afraid it can’t be done.

“Look at me!”

“No.  I mean, yes,” he said.

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