Tiired

I am so tired right now I might actually fall asleep at my desk. Couldn't sleep a wink. I finally gave up around 2:30, and became productive in an attempt to wear myself out. So I did a load of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, started a stew in the crockpot, surfed, chatted with flidgetjerome, read some of my Shakespeare book and played some Clubhouse Games on the DS. I wore myself out all right, by the time I thought I needed to sleep or die...well, it was time to get up and go to work.

So I'm pretty useless today, just kind of plodding through prep work for tomorrow’s big annual review. I was trying to take notes, but they were turning into the sort of gibberish I used to write during my East Asian Culture class back in college. *unintelligible scribble* 'Confucius is the Man.' *more unintelligible scribble*

This is probably one of the single most unproductive days I've ever had. And I might feel guilty, if I weren't thiiiis close to the no-sleep giddiness.