Why is it that, when every ounce of me is tired, my mind is it's most active? It's almost sporadic, it's all over the place. And I mean ALL over the place. I guess I just can't maintain control of it when I get this tired, and it runs rampant in my head. With scissors. I hope he doesn't trip!
I'm going to sleep very soon, work be damned. Hopefully I won't get in too much trouble.
Man, there's so much I want to talk about. But not right now. Must sleep.