Last night, after the movie, I assumed the reason I was feeling kinda crappy was the junk I'd eaten all day. This morning, I figgered the same thing. Got to work at 8, and by 9:30, I was pretty sure I wasn't gonna make it.
someotherguy sweetly hauled his butt out of bed and picked me up from work. I slept for the next four or five hours, and have been sleeping on and off all day. Not sure what the deal is, but I'm really tired, my heart is doing its weird thing (nothing dangerous; it skips beats sometimes), and I have this odd, new symptom: I get twinges of pain/weakness in my right shin. What. Ever. I'm ready to feel like myself again, thanks.
In better news, made yummy wheat-and-oat bread tonight, and I'll try something else for the party tomorrow if I'm up for it. Really truly hope I'm up for it.
Oh, and watched Grey's Anatomy for the first time. Not bad. Soap-opera-ish, but that's not always a death sentence for me. I'll give it a couple more episodes.
(SO so so tired of the rude-antisocial-bastard-is-SO-sexy trope, by the way. It's why I don't watch "House," and may be why I stop watching Grey's.)