NiCad

Ouch. My brain is crunched. Fried. Crispy-crittered. Scrambled and pureed.

I think that’s what happens when the day is spent doing some intensive research, followed by a major writing stint. I actually hit the wall around 2:00, hit it hard, in fact. Went from 60 to 0 instantly. (I think I left a pile of debris behind.)

I think food and sleep would be just the thing to rejuvinate the ol’ power cells and get me started again. Guess that probably means I won’t be getting any more writing done today.

Time to go look to that recharge…

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