There are times when even the buzzing caffeine hum my brain cannot silence thoughts about sleeping. Eyelids droop like elderly boobs. Thoughts are scrambled and slowed. My attention span shrinks to that of a red squirrel.
This is such a time. I'm really not sure how I am going to make it through the rest of the day...the afternoon alone is like an eon. New life forms are evolving in front of my eyes, and they're not pretty.
Making things worse is the current coffee situation (CCS) in the kitchenette down the hall. Whoever the nameless person is that makes the coffee usually stops around noon, leaving me without any chemical replenishments after about 2pm. And later still, deep in the afternoon as I find myself now, there is nothing to do but pinch myself and hope for the best.
Perhaps when I doze off my head will hit the desk hard enough to wake me?
Why is it like this? How can I be this tired? I mean, it's not like I ate a whole turkey for lunch or anything. At least I don't think I did...I can't really remember.
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