Working Sunday Night.
Ugh. 'nuff said.
.... Actually, it's really peaceful here, apparently no one else is working tonight-!
I wish it were more like this sometimes during the week. Not all the time, but every once in a while, a little peace and quiet would be most welcome.
So actually, I got a lot done. In a way, I'm almost tempted to stay and continue to be uber-productive (plus virtuosity points). It's not like there's anything great on tv, anyway.
But I have cramps. Calgon, take me away!
(Calgon would, in this scenario, have to drive to work to pick me up, in addition to creating a bubble-bath paradise...)
I like the image of a bottle of bubble-bath driving a car... something about that makes me laugh.
Yes, folks, I need some better painkillers. Pamprin doesn't kick in fast enough, and it's too hot for a ThermaCare.
And I left my magical cramp-curing tea at home. Waaaah.
Crap, and I just realized that the Pamprin I just took might very well keep me up tonight (there's caffeine in it).
Crap! No wonder I've been uber-productive! (must fight caffeine addiction)
And I already have wayyyy too much to do tomorrow. If I were feeling tip-top, I would be able to do 3 experiments at once and get everything done. As it stands right now, I'm doubting that's gonna happen if I'm doubled over with cramps all day.
I'm standing on the edge of a Sunday night, looking out at a vast minefield of the week ahead.
Kind of like with the job search, I guess you just have to plug your nose and watch where you step.