So, remember a while back when I talked about the director of the play fainting, and I said I had never fainted before? Look here. Well, I can no longer say that. Last night, ok, early this morning, at like 2 AM, I got up to turn on the air and get a drink of water. I went into the kitchen and was standing at the sink drinking my water, and the next thing I remember is waking up and looking at the underside of a kitchen chair. Somehow I landed between the stove and the table without hitting anything, but I must have hit on my hiney first because my tailbone hurts very badly. This whole day all I've felt like doing was sleep, and I just feel generally lousy but hey I got out of work early. I came home and went to the mexican restaurant with my sister, and then sat in the blazing hot sun for 20 minutes while we gave her husbands uniloader thing a jump because the battery was dead. So today I've worked a total of two hours, eaten mexican food twice (I also had it for supper) and now I'm ready for bed, never never to get up again. At least until tomorrow.