It's been one of those days. A Monday after a so, or too, or very full weekend. A subsitute for "deadline: 1 October". Because that fell on a weekend the deadline automatically got moved to the next business day. I've been tired all day. Felt weirded by something other than grant application. Just discovered what it was: Quill & Quire wall calender catching my right eye has two back-to-back 4 October and no 3 October. Today doesn't exist. Definitely a wormhole in the continuum, a timewarp . . .
loc: comm centre
temp: 25 C
sound: Screaming Trees, "Troubled Times"