Yesterday was my birthday. Rather dull. Spent several hours attending a seminar (on human rights and pro-democracy activism in VN and the current crisis with China), looking at a book which included an article I'd written a long time ago, which I never knew existed until probably last month (extreme, schlocky, with heaps of silliness) and talking politics to a friend who had no interest in anything else and who would talk about nothing else even if I attempted to change the topic. By the time we (my family) went out for dinner, all I wanted to do was to sleep.
Not sure what's wrong with me.
In fact, I'm very, very sleepy at the moment. Must be a virus.
(from "This is it" on fb)