So tired.

So tired. I've just been sitting at the desk (an accomplishment in itself, actually), staring into space, and then realizing that I've fallen asleep. Eyes flicker open. Head bob. Repeat.
Coffee won't even work. It's just a means of further dehydrating myself. Unfortunately, the only tea I have that isn't caffeinated is called 'Dream Away'. Sounds a bit too risky for the office. So I'm liquid-less.

The movie of the day is what got me through the morning, so I wanted to share - I hope you get enough time to watch it, it is quite a bit longer than my usual.

I managed to cure my hangover at lunch today at the Fifties Diner, with their homemade meat sauce and spaghetti. So good. The service is a little slow, but I don't think I'd enjoy the restaurant as much if the wait staff were as stressed and result-oriented as we are at the office. I need to learn to chill out during my breaks, and this place lets me do that.

Text of the day goes to my little indian:
"But I want him...he goes great with my mocs"