Eating = Good. Not Eating = Bad.

I was behind tonight (well, not behind, but there were a ton of pages on my plate), so I skipped dinner.

Bad move.

I was very tired. I had a headache. I couldn't concentrate. I was hungry, dammit. And I didn't get to eat until just now, after I stopped to the store on the way home, 'cause I knew there wasn't much to eat in the house. (Yes, I'm eating a sub, not healthy food. No, I don't care. With only two meals, it can't be that bad if they're not all that healthy.)

And my left eyeball hurts, has since I got up. That's a nagging annoyance.

Attention fellow English geeks

The History Channel is showing an eight-part series on the evolution of the language. They're up to part 3, which will be on in a few hours -- they're doing them every day from 4 to 5 a.m.

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My wrist hurts.

I was playing with the kitty a little bit ago, and he jumped up and got me, two long scratches on the top/side of my forearm near the wrist. They sting. :(