I shall fear no bol weevels. I am slowly killing myself with lack of sleep. I think I’m averaging about 5 hours a night this week. In bed around midnight, alarm at 6… rinse repeat. And those are the normal nights, one night it was bed at 130 and up at 430 (for some reason) After a week like that I’m a walking zombie. I look deceptivly awake, except in meetings where I have nothing to focus on. So it’s a fight to keep my head off the table. I almost fell over walking to the bathroom and I think I might have dozed off on the throne…

Who knows, I might be alseep right now. I had all these fun things to write but now nothing sounds better than going home and getting some Z’s. But I think I’ve already used that excuse this pay period… and it ends tomorrow.

Later!