Today is the first day I feel more like my old self. Perhaps even better than my old self considering I've been feeling like dreck for months and months if I add the tonsils to the ulcer. It seems that all my parts have piped down and are working in unprecedented unison. I think I slept last night. Most nights, I'm really not sure. I feel like I'm awake more than I'm asleep. Well rested, I can turn an eye to what I've missed since I've been ill. Like White Stripes tickets with Brendan Benson opening at Keyspan Park. Drats. Scratch that. Double Drats.