Imagine that Paris Hilton is taking a class of some kind with some other celebrities, and a number of hunky men among them. The teacher assigns everybody into pairs for a long-term assignment, and so Paris is hoping to be paired up with one of the hunky men......and she gets paired up with Al Gore.

That, more or less, is how I feel right now.

My sinuses think they're the media, and I've been having trouble sleeping. Two of the three classes I'm taking are groovy, but the third one bears a certain resemblance to a wet dog......

....and I'm now being kicked off the computer after far too few minutes. Later.........