Last night i had plans to work till 2am, by which time i planned to be *finished*. i was to get some coffee and something to eat before going hardcore. Except--the last thing i remember is checking email at 11.30. As in, my mind is blank thereafter, i have no idea even how i got to bed. i awoke at 7 under blankets--something i've been fantasizing of for days (as opposed to catching short hours on the carpet next to this desk), and couldn't find my glasses anywhere...but i missed witr and Fajr. That is definately
not something to fantasize about.
edit@later: the news of today is this:



They hatched yesterday.