the thought of writing makes me want to throw up - reading and planning interview tomorrow even more so, but I need to at least write questions out and mail them to R. M. like I said I would. need to write a lead and follow-up story to speech also. All this from that one stupid phone call. I hate this.

I'm going to have some coffee. force myself to read and write. then crawl into bed with a book.

Much safer there.