Not an Ordinary Monday

So last night, I seriously bruised my left hand. It pretty much hurts when I move it in any way.

And right at bedtime last night, a huge, VERY LOUD thunderstorm hit.

So between all the lightning and thunder, and the pain in my hand, I didn't sleep well last night.

And then Lance had to get up at 4 am for work...2 hours earlier than usual. His alarm woke me up too, of course, and light was already coming through the rolladin (which has been broken for over a year...it doesn't completely close, so it doesn't completely block out the light).

Anyway, so it's 5:30 am...and I'm up.

Happy freaking birthday to me. :P

Time to go downstairs and make some tea, methinks. I'm meeting Christine at the train station in 4.5 hours so we can go kill some time in Aachen doing something (what? I don't know). It's foggy right now, but it's supposed to be hot today.

ETA: I got some English Breakfast Tea (with milk, of course), and I opened up a card from Grandma, and things seem fine now. My Grandma is so cute. :)

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I started reading Reduced Shakespeare: The Complete Guide for the Attention-Impaired [abridged] last night before Lance and I went to bed.

I was laughing so hard. I had to stop reading when Lance turned out his light, because I would've kept him up with my hysterical laughing.

I was reading some more of it this afternoon. It just keeps getting funnier and funnier. Man, I wish we had this book when I took the Shakespeare class in grad school.

Even the Table of Contents is funny. Oh my God. The best part is the footnotes...well, that, and the illustration captions. Hilarious. Even the author biographies are hysterical (Well, Reed Martin's was, anyway...and it's doubtful that most of it is true).

Methinks Shakespeare would approve.