I can't even begin to imagine what to call this.

I always forget how much mental awareness living with people requires. For the past three days with the parental unit, I have had to be totally conscious and paying attention for about 17 hours a day. It's made me so tired that every time something funny/ridiculous/endearing happens and I think, "I so need to write about that!", it just oozes out of my cerebral cortex and into the void I like to now call my memory.

Unrelated, we watched Alfie (the original) tonight. I can say with certainty that I am no better off because of it.