Friday, August 19, 2005

The Lesser, More Annoying Variety of Jet Lag...

Made it back yesterday. Sleep (again) all fouled, still on Marmaris/Moscow time. Checked into a hotel near Hartsfield-Jackson, cranked down the A.C. to polar levels, drank a quart of green apple algae protein goo, and... Not even Bob Costas could put my brain to bed. Drove south through appalling rain, and now that I'm home I'm too jittery to snooze. Fuck it. I've no reason to complain. Turkey was splendid, and Russia was enveloped in a delightfully balmy shroud... I'll sleep later.

More reports as consciousness returns.

TS