8am on a Saturday

I can't believe I'm awake. It's probably a natural consequence of having gone to sleep at 7pm yesterday, but I still must enjoy the glory. The morning is beautiful, especially today, here. The sun is shining, so that when I first woke up and saw my watch at 7, I couldn't comprehend what was going on (usually I only ever see 7 at night).

Terrible tummy ache since Thursday night. It feels like someone punched me in the stomach - not the lower gut, but the actual stomach. FYI, the last thing I ate before this happened was Denny's.