I got rear-ended this morning on the way to work. We were on Tharpe at the light at MLK. I was stopped, and he came up behind me, a little too close behind me. My car is fine, his car is fine. I'm a little shaken up, but otherwise okay.
I fell asleep at like 6 something last night, and slept till 9:15 (which means I missed Veronica Mars, since I didn't want to watch it 15 minutes in). Then I stayed awake till 11ish returning phone calls I had missed, and then fell right back asleep. I woke up fairly late and was very rushed this morning, but very well rested. I need to get ten hours of sleep more often. I feel raggedy though. My hair is just not up to par.
And now I have a few pictures from Wednesday (I still haven't seen the ones on David's camera):
Taking a picture of my straight hair, in David's car on our way to Harry's. Pre-drinks.
Me and Alan. Post-many-drinks