What I want to know - the question that is really burning in my brain - is how, with just a careless toss over my shoulder, I managed to get the screwed-up scrap of paper into my boot. Especially considering there's already a sock stuffed into the boot. But somehow I managed it. Obviously, I have hidden talents.

I'm also tired, depressed, stressed and not very eloquent these days. Sorry folks. Bear with me.