I didn\’t realize how tired I was from a lack of sleep, last night reading The Da Vinci Code (surprisingly, it\’s a good novel with a well-researched, mythological story entwined with a modern-day thriller – it reminded me of why I wanted to be a writer a long time ago). When I met with the graduate student I am doing research with, I started being more uncoordinated than usual. Were my nerves that shot? I tangled my backpack with the chair. I almost tripped over myself a few times on the way out. For all I know, I could have walked into the traffic on Hearst Avenue in a half-dazed mode.

Some people say that how it is to be drunk. I don\’t think so.