Bleary day

I think I must finally be coming down after the weekend--I actually slept last night for a stretch of maybe 6 hours. If I were a newborn, you'd call that the whole night. Today, I feel sort of flattened, like flat seltzer. The weather doesn't help.

I have three long, complicated posts underway, each of which has hit a wall. Not sure if anything will actually show up later on. A large part of me thinks I may need a night with P.G. Wodehouse and wool.