went to bed: 1:50ish
woke up by cat: 5:30ish (he stopped by to tell me he was awake before getting his snack, so i could get up and have a snack with him. so we snacked.)
phone rings: 5:58am. daughter wants to know how to get to LAX. i know the answer, just not at 6am. “the 101 to the 405 to an exit that starts with a C and has airplanes flying over it”. (she’ll be in New York this afternoon, Belgium by morning, and then France for three weeks).
6am to 8:30ish: napped fitfully.
9:30: at work in body only. brain still in bed. i’ve successfully managed to say absolutely nothing about it so my co-workers have no idea, which is cool. — oops, no, they know. i guess there’s no way to have a birthday without people finding out.
forty-two is good. woozy, but good.
update, circa 3PM: beginning to wake up, let’s party!