Romney won, eh?

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Oh come on.  That was never a question.  The question I had was, would Zero cry on stage.  Literally.  Romney went easy on him, is my guess.  Well, and Zero will always have the moderator trying to plug for him.  No, I haven't seen it.  Remember, I don't have television.  Besides, I was busy.  If I find it somewhere online I might watch it.  But an hour and an half is a lot of time for me.  While I have all the time in the world, I only have a limit to 'quality time'.  What did you expect from a tycoon facing off against someone whose only real qualifications if you get rid of quota and forced allowances for that would be as a bellhop or busboy?  Seriously people.

So, what was I doing?  As I said yesterday, I was going to stay up and try to get to some things.  That never happened, nor did sleep, until 6:30 this morning, two and a half days of awake time.  Why?  Why? is a tricky question.  I got on a mental path I could not extricate myself from.  Let us call it a bio-psychic trajectory.  Once all energy was spent there was remained only momentum and my shell.  But that momentum was out of my control.  Oh, sure, there were a few things, like mental wing flaps.  But those could only correct in a very minor way.  They certainly couldn't stop that mental sky bus.  Sleep, when I finally got to it, was actually pretty good, this time, though.  I feel better than I have in days, weeks maybe.  So perhaps it wasn't all bad.

Still, I have those things to do.  *grumbles*  I will... get them done.  I have to!  Or not.  I'm not an idiot, I am not lazy, I just don't function sometimes.  That is all.  I will keep... plugging at it.