whitaker's been in town but I haven't got to do the hard-core hackin' I'd planned with him. Instead, today's been interrupt-driven context switching all day, and I blew my stack about 11am. I have no clue what I was doing all day nor what I was trying to get done at the start of the day.
So Dina and I got home, and then I wake up and it's 2:30 am. We'd both fallen asleep at 9:30 pm. I then read from 2:30 - 3:30am, went back to bed, and at 4:30 am realized I never ate dinner and was starving, so I just made a sandwich.