Dead. Fucking. Tired.

Well, I was up for 20 1/2 hours yesterday. Woke up at 5 AM, and didn't go to bed until 1:30 AM. Despite getting a good six hours of sleep afterwards, I am exhausted mentally today. Not quite as bad as I have been before -- I can read code today, and even formulate plans of attack for solving problems -- but it's very taxing to do so. I can feel it in my entire body, which wants nothing more than to curl up in a ball and sleep for several hours, possibly with some ibuprofen to help it relax. I still haven't recovered fully from two days of DDR in a row, which included nailing Dynamite Rave for only my second time ever.

Oh, and did I mention that the elevators were dead this morning? I had to trudge up 9 flights of stairs to get to my office. By the end, my thighs burned and my lungs ached... just in time for the elevators to start working again. This merely added to my fatigue.

So, I think I might close the door to my office, and take a catnap... or at least turn off my brain for about 20 minutes or so.

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Brain awakening, ever so slowly. Personal utility and efficiency approaching normal levels.