Went to bed at midnight, woke up at 07:00, tried and tried to nap 'cause I can't keep my eyes open... but again, no workee.
O'well. Sleep is over-rated, heh.
Brother Dan says that the pre-sleep state is a hypnotic state, and that if you can insert problems there, your subconscious will solve them for you. So I thought about my checkbook... and it didn't work. Maybe I need to think harder, or even actually *buy* that lottery ticket.
It's realy too late to try for a nap again. I figgered that, as tired as I was when I went to bed, that I'd sleep twelve hours at least. I figgered wrong, as I usually do when it comes to sleeping.
Yesterday at work was bad when I got there... way too many people, and no place for me to hide adequately... not much work to be done. We now have three temp techs working the day shift, the four regular techs and four or five students.
I don't really like crowds very much. Mobs even less...
They started clearing out about 15:30 and by 18:30 the last day person left and I was back in my element. It was fairly busy after that, but there was not nearly as much confusion. I did leave about 20 minutes early, though, and made it home shortly before 23:00. I had had to park in a lot about a block from the entrance, and that wind was damned cold... probably around -30F wind chill.
Well, I need to brush up my attitude and get on with the day here. Maybe a shower and a brisk run will wake me up. O'wait, I don't do that running thing... the shower will have to do the work all by itself.
There's a little thing going around email circles... completely false, but O it seems so true...
In 1555, Nostradamus wrote:
Of course, this isn't the 12th month of the millennium, next December is... although that is so completely wrong... other than that? Sounds about right.
OK... more tomorrow. I better get some damned sleep tomorrow!
Today's picture is Callie (formerly known as "baby-cat") under the tree. She spends most of her time there since we put it up... well, when she isn't actually defending herself from Fluffy the kitten. Yeah, Fluffy. What the hell.
Come the millennium, month 12,
In the home of greatest power,
The village idiot will come forth
To be acclaimed the leader.