I'm restless tonight. That's pretty unusual for me, though it's been happening more often lately. Tired, but not sleepy. Not using too many complete sentences.

Went to the Hamilton Street/Sanctuary open mic with Paul tonight, always a good time. I don't like the smoking arrangements here, though -- we have to walk through the massive clouds of smoke to get to the main room, where no smoking is permitted but the smoke freely drifts into the room. I ended up with a bit of a headache.

John's going to the munch with me on Thursday. Should be interesting.

I wonder if I'm reluctant to head to bed because I'm afraid of what I might dream.