I was going to write that I'm up at the crack of dawn to head to a workshop in Bloomington today, but really, it's still the middle of the night. Not even the crack of dawn.
If I were a teenager going on this trip, I'd have a blanket, pillow, and headphones for the 2.5 hour ride. Since I'm older and carpooling with some friends and some acquaintances, I feel like I have to be social and stay in the conversation. Drat.
Movie of the Day: Night at the Museum. Be careful.
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