The best three weeks of the year! (Unless they're the worst.)

Happy first day of the tournament!  Those of you new to me during the month of March will be learning that the tournament is more important than pretty much anything else.  The fact that I am working today and tomorrow - days when historically I sit in front of the TV and watch all the games while a thick mist made up of rainbows and unicorns forms around me - has been difficult to bear, but I think I will prevail.  If nothing else, I will have an ESPN.com window open to at least keep track of the scores.

Last night was difficult.  Was vaguely and inexplicably nauseated, kept waking up.  The front part of my brain scolded the back part of my brain in the form of a very strict British butler.  "No, we shall not throw up.  Mustn't do it.  Just buck up and get the work done."  I sat at my computer from about 2am to 4am, playing games and reading tumblr and occasionally staring manfully into the distance, and I think I'm okay now.  I've always been a fan of fake it till you make it anyway, so I'm perhaps overcompensating and actually sang "hellooooooooo!" to someone when I walked into work, but that's just sorta how we roll around here so it was okay.

Also, took a shower and climbed into bed with a wet head last night, but instead of waking up with a Delenn-style bad hair day, I woke up and had one of these kinds of mornings:

Sadly, I am still not yet Gates McFadden.  BUT I WILL BE.  ONE DAY, I WILL BE.