My night at work.

I wanted to nap beforehand, but was too fascinated by Hugh Laurie to give in and let my eyes close. So, once at work, I was ridiculously tired.

But!

Manstork (who I am back on good terms with) and Dispatcher and I sat in the office and had a Obnoxious-Son-Of-a-Bitch and Caspar bitchfest from 0000-0200. After that, I ran by the house for some caffeine and a round of "public woohoo," which I did not even know could BE a Sim desire.

Then!
Back to the office because I was ridiculously tired. Fall over on floor and sleep from 0430-0530, then get up and make waffles for later. Open buildings next, then go stare raptly at the rat in the stockroom for an indeterminate amount of time.

And now?

I blog until home. So tired. May have to walk the bike to avoid running into a pole.