I am so tired that I think I may just keel over at my desk. It doesn't help that it's 70 outside but I'm dressed for a cold winter day. Or that the only thing I have to do today are reports. I hate crunching numbers, especially when I'm tired. I've already run into my cube wall 3 times today - I'm that bleary eyed. Wonder how I'm going to make it through the day. I could take some sick time since I haven't had any since July 2001, but I don't want to break my streak. It sucks being responsible.
I dreamt the other night that Howard Stern gave me backstage passes to see Live for my birthday. Not sure how HS got in there - I don't like him enough to hang out with him, but of course I would accept passes from a bum on the street if they were legit. Stupid obsessions.
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