It’s been an unusual 24 hours for me, physiologically:

- Got about an hour of sun yesterday around noontime. The expected sweatin’ and dehydration ensued, despite prodigous intake of Powerade.

- Went to WestShore Plaza for a little shopping, a late lunch (Chinese food) and to catch Mr. 3000 (fair flick, could have used another round of editing). Developed a tremendous headache while leaving the mall, which I attributed to the caffeine rush from the Coke I had with lunch. Tried to balance it out with a sugar rush of some ice cream when I got home; that didn’t do it, so I took a couple of aspirin.

- The subsiding of the headache was replaced by a general fatigue for the rest of the late afternoon/early evening. Got hungry, but really didn’t feel like eating.

- Around 9PM, still feeling run-down, I contemplated packing it in for the night. But I got it together and headed out to Ybor. As soon as I was on the road, I started to feel better.

- After a couple of brief stops, headed to Amphitheater. Despite lots of physical activity and fluid intake (mostly non-alcoholic, chiefly Red Bull), I surprisingly never made a bathroom visit. Didn’t even sweat very much, even surrounded by plenty of body heat.

- Night…

- Morning. Not hungover, not particularly hungry, not particularly sleepy despite little sleep. Hearing is a little damaged thanks to Amphitheater’s soundsystem (and guest DJ Tony Faline’s breakbeats).

We’ll see if I crash later in the day. I’m not planning on anything more strenuous than watching football until my eyes bleed.