Love getting less than 5 hours sleep solely because my body decides it hates me.
Not sure why it is for you, but I know that too :/.
I'm still sick.
Besides that this is a rant on its own, the more important part:
I have a meeting on Thursday, which is rather urgent for my work partner, I need to present results there, and I freakin' don't have any yet, because I wanted to produce them...er...well...right now.
Bloody ****.
Turns out to be on Wednesday.
CRAP.
CRAP.
CRAP.