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Bed by 4 last night and up for 7 this morning. That makes a total of... *counts on fingers*... 17 hours of sleep since Wednesday. Go me.

I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time bitching in here about lack of sleep. This working two jobs shit is for the birds. Hell, it's for anybody. Just as long as it's for somebody other than me.

And tonight I have to go to some retarded schmooze-fest. Or at the very least retarded for me to go to, since tiredness makes me irritable and taciturn. The very opposite of schmoozing. It also makes me dizzy, and I'm convinced that disaster will strike if I go. I've spent the entire weekend around cameras and media drones without so much as bumping into a chair, I have just got to be heading into a faceplant of epic proportions.

Ah, bitch, bitch, bitch. In spite of my crustiness, it was a good weekend. Interesting things are now percolating through my brainpan.

And I got to spend lots of plotting/venting/shit-shooting time with caspervonb. I have to do that more often. Time spent hanging out with the Super Admiral always recharges my batteries.

Right then. We have a hill to take.