Fatigue...

Wow, I have the energy of a slug (you poor things, again I cast aspersions upon you).  I'd like nothing better than to just sleep, but this regimen is going to last a while and I don't want to sleep my life away.  Sadly, I seem to be watching more televsion, for it is easy to loll upon my bed and flip through the channels incessantly.

I am beginning to feel just a bit of pain from the radiation; it hurts a miniscule bit to cough.  And, of course, being asthmatic, I cough alot.  It's not a horrible pain by any stretch of the immagination; I believe this must be what's known as a little 'discomfort.' :D

Got in a good five minutes on my NuStep, though.  Don't want to slack off on that.  Had a little of my leftover scallops with garlic... still very yummy.  I asked Jane to check if they have brown rice at this joint; may as well up the nutrition factor all you can.

We're prepared for trick or treaters tonight, since my neighborhood is predominately Mormon and they cannot participate on their sabbath.  But we historically don't get too many kids.  We're on a cul-de-sac in a no-outlet street, and most of the folks on this street have older children, or are empty nesters.  But Carlos across the street has some youngsters, so we do at least get them.  One year, a local reservation brought a group of children in a van so that was kind of neat. (I personally think they had gotten lost, but whatever works!)

Well, I did take my druid into the Headless Horseman's dungeon, and explained to the group that my response time wasn't very fast, and told them why, and they were all very cool about it.  Oh, it was hideous.  My response-time, not the group.  We did get him down, though, but I lost aggro a few times, and had to push to keep up, so I probably won't be doing this again for a while.  But you gotta love the Horde players; very understanding and considerate.  Zug Zug!