Sunday night was a fluke.
There will never be any normal nights any more.
I'm too tired to think, and I don't even really want to think... I want to not think. And I'm really close to that point.
I forgot to send out the notify again yesterday. Or copy my mom and brother. I did get up late again, though...
And my email is piling up, mostly unread... all unacknowledged. And I'm too tired to do it now, and I will be for the next coupla days, I'm afraid. Two more nights... one twelve, one ten. Then seven off.... really looking forward to being off.
A bunch of the bad part of last night was caused by a printer failure at about 17:00... the clerks didn't know what to do without it, so they did... nothing. So I had to not only do my work, but a lot of their work too. Pat came in about 02:00 and saved me, though.
I finally got outta there at 08:00, and I'm going to go to bed now.