I'm tired. I'm really really tired. I drove two hours to work this morning, only to get here and do nothing. I'm falling asleep at my desk, and I've been doing that for the last four hours. I don't think the outfit I put on this morning matches, or is even appropriate for work, and I'm wearing those "loud" and "heavy-gated" shoes again today so I'm once again annoying the receptions (who, mind you, looks like she put on some weight over the weekend). I haven't been able to have a reasonable conversation with someone without, either yawning, or trying to walk away in the middle of it, because it takes way too much energy to keep it going. I want to call someone, but I can't think of anything to say. I want to read something on the internet, but I can't manuver my mouse. I am really fucking tired.

I'm not the only tired one though. I walked past a partners office to see him sitting straight up in his chair with his eyes closed, and in an obvious, "I just passed out from sheer boredom" pose. "Kay" woman has also cut down on her "Kays" by about a 80%, so obviously, she's not feelin' it either.

I'm so tired that I'm slurring my speech. It's 5:15. I'm going home... to go to bed.