I feel like David Rigsby; I've been awake for so long, I'm beyond over-exhaustion, and I can't for the life of me think clearly. I don't understand how people do this repeatedly.

Anyway, it's about to be over. My "up yours" paper is about to be turned in. Kinko's at 3 in the morning was quite the opposite of an action-packed adventure. Arun deserves a fucking medal. We'll put something about Canada on it.

Now, the current problem is: how do I keep the neighbors who like to drive into the garage gate and hit on unsuspecting women half their age, from staying awake and talking loudly well past 4 am (when I attempted to go to bed)?