Noonthirty? How about narcolepsy and British... humor?

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Just a bit off, as I try to figure out daylight again.  It's nice and bright outside, but I am so used to dark that I fear opening the curtains.  My eyes, they burn, even with them closed, for the nonce.  I am sure they will get better as I get used to daylight again.  Nothing done, yet, but I'm getting to it.  Well, no, I take that back.  I did re-rinse, then dry, some of the dishes.  One pot, a few bowls, and utensils big and small, remain.  No calls yet, but... it's... going to happen... soon.

It seems they have found out what causes narcolepsy.  My guess is, much of that they have been using to "help" the victims of this disease, were foolish wastes of a lot of money.  Then again, maybe that actually works?  Dunno, but it doesn't seem right.  Viral, genetic, in other words they really don't know.  But it isn't what they thought.  Autoimmune, probably, almost certainly, if not quite consensus yet.  Bleh.

This was stolen from AoSHQ.  No, nothing hard.  You might even crack a grin, but I wouldn't if I were you.  Someone, somewhere, might think you are smiling, or having fun.  Don't, just trust me.  Bah, go on with you.  Me?  I just... cluck and chuckle, cluck and chuckle.  Might even beat watching fish?