hel_ana | (no subject)

I am a creature of habit.

Sometimes, this bites me on the rear. For instance, I realized just now as I pulled out a book from the laptop bag I use as a carry-on that I'd forgotten to take my medication not only today, but also yesterday. You see, normally, I brush my teeth, rinse my mouth out with a mouthful of a cup of water, and then use the rest of the cup of water to swallow the pill. However, that's when all of these things are layed out (messily) on my countertop.

But both today and yesterday, I dug my toothbrush and travel toothpaste out of my little case o' cleanin' stuff, which had travelled to Calgary in my checked luggage, while my bottle of pills languished in my carry-on luggage. Forgotton, alone, and undigested by me. And since they're undigested, the nifty little hormones locked inside them are not swimming about in my bloodstream, either bound or free.

So now, despite having a nap and a reasonable amount of sleep last night, I'm increasingly aware of my own sleepiness. But I'm going out to play pool with my brother and sister-in-law, so I need to be reasonably awake. And remember to not cheat.