Typing "Internet Explorer 6 hangs" into Google yielded a depressing number of documents (it seems I am far from alone in having this problem) and a few promising-looking tidbits of advice, including a supposed "fix" which I dutifully downloaded and installed. And you know, for a few hours I actually thought the fix was working, but tonight I've been trying to use IE and the stalling's worse than ever.
In other and equally depressing news, I am experiencing an interesting phenomenon with Simon. For a while, a couple of weeks back, he was actually going to sleep a little bit earlier each night, so that I could put him down as early as 8:30 p.m. and count on him sleeping for six or more hours before he woke up and wanted to be fed. This week, however, he's been determined to go to sleep later each night. And tonight has been the worst of all -- I fed him and put him down around 9:45 p.m., only to have him wake up again at 10:05 p.m. and refuse to go back to sleep. Right now he appears to be wide awake and I have no idea when he's going to go down again. No fun.
And finally, I thought about writing more of my Margot Snape story tonight. I didn't get any writing actually done, because my brain feels like porridge and I have no idea even where to begin or what to write. But I did think, wistfully, about the idea of writing. Does that count for anything?