Hm. That was dumb.

We drove back from Ann Arbor today, and I drank too much iced tea and too much coffee and now it is 1 a.m. and I am still up trying to write a contra dance program for tomorrow night because I am calling - except the thinking, she is difficult, and the dances, they are not making so much sense, and I really should not be the only two-legs up at this hour. And if I am too tired to do my work, but not too tired to fool around on the Web, then I really, really should go to bed.