I. Am. A. Vegetable.
Really. That's what I was yesterday. I try to tell myself that it is rest in anticipation of the oncoming crazy week (trial, hearing, trial, hearing, hearing, conference, hearing, conference, trial...). Or maybe it's because of last week (ditto).
But really. I think I am just a vegetable. I watched about four hours worth of West Wing episodes, and I plan on repeating about half of that tonight.
Lie like broccoli. Sleep like sausage. Rest like ricotta. Yawn like yams.
Okay, I'll stop now.