Going to work today - not one of my brighter ideas. Should have taken the hint when I woke up at 2am, 3am, 4am, 5am and 6am in the morning. These sequential waking-ups... they're usually a sign of things to come. Like thunder before a storm. Or the phonebill in the mailbox. Or the shudder before the spurting. But did I heed the signs? NO. I did not. I decided to go ahead and go to work and lookee me, I'm a wreck of a man. Flabby wreck, but a wreck no less. Yay me.
Christ, this is really too much. I feel so tired I can't longer think straight. Excuse me while I go pass out on my bed.