Soccer Dad has an excellent post on the WaPo Hamas op-ed, as well as a roundup of people discussing it. In fact, David has been on, big-time lately. Scroll up and down and all around.

I forgot to link to the Carnival of the Cats this week. Now I am.

Wow. I’m now out of energy. Again.

The un-fever is down to 98.1, which may not seem like much, but man, I feel like I’ve spent the day running a marathon or something. Without the runner’s high.

I’m guessing I’ll stay up about until Lost comes on, then fall asleep again. Especially if it’s as bad as it was last week. Charlie is doomed. His character is the least interesting, and they’re going to want to keep killing off characters for dramatic purpose, and he’s the most expendable. Next to Claire. Ooh! Ooh! Kill them both!

At least please kill Charlie, so we never have to listen to that awful music again.

Yes, this is what I sound like when I have a fever.

That is my current temperature.

It was 96.5 this morning.

I run un-fevers.

I have been sleeping all day. I have no energy.

Blogging will probably be light.