the earth is round, but everything on it is flat

Well, almost everything. And it was all fine until last night.

Last night I was dead tired at 8:30, and I held out until 9:00 and went to bed. Fell asleep with the light on, woke up at 2:30 and turned it off, and couldn't get back to sleep between being too hot and having a drip off the roof hitting something somewhere around the kitchen. Got up and investigated, blind as a bat without lenses, and discovered that the drip was outdoors, hitting the corner of the back window casing and not coming in anywhere, and I'd have to live with it. Went back to bed, tossed and turned for half an hour, gave up and read for an hour, and went back to sleep. Thank goodness the fridge and the furnace both mask the Chinese Water Torture.

Woke up again twice because the cats were chasing each other and using the bed as a shortcut. Lily probably started it; she's been a freakazoid for two days now.

This morning the Chinese Water Torture had stopped, so either everything froze and there's an ice dam on the roof, or it melted such that it drips somewhere else.

I'm not quite grumpy, but I'm not quite myself today either.

OW, dammit!

Because we have no spare space in our office, we keep the copier paper under the stairs up to the fire escape. At the top of the stairs is a landing. At the edge of the landing is a panel that hangs down a foot or so below the level of the landing, and at the corner of the panel is a post that used to hang about three inches below the bottom of the panel.

After one of my co-workers stood up into the post and gave herself a concussion, we had the post sawed off level with the bottom of the panel. However, since the panel is still there, there's still a foot less clearance than you think there should be. I just stood up into the sawed-off post with my right shoulderblade. OW.

Where in the Longwood Medical Area can I get Tiger Balm?