"Nocturnality"... is that even a word? Anyway, it about a quarter past midhnight and I'm 5 hours (and 1/2 bottle of Trapiche Argentinian Malbec and 2 glasses of scotch) into a session of working from home. Actually, I'm taking a break, eating TGI Fridays mozzarella sticks from Costco (two thumbs up BTW, this shit is incredibly unhealthy but hits the spot every now and then). This feels so much like the all nighters I pulled in college way back when (damn I'm old).

Anyway, there is a point to all of this rambling... why the hell am I still such a night owl? I could've worked all afternoon but I took a nap and played video games instead. I thought I was supposed to grow out of this when I got older. I just work so much better at night. I can't freaking concentrate when it's sunny out and I know I'm just wasting my time if I try to work during the day from home. Maybe I should move to Alaska during the winter.... I would get so much work done.

Now there's some angry dude yelling outside. Yay. Back to work.

Did they really have to bring back that old jersey? Damn.

OMFG.

Will the asshole(s) in the 6th floor bathroom at work please stop sprinkling your pubic hair all over the urinals? For God's sake, that's freaking disgusting. Wear some damn underwear and take a shower in the morning. Damn. What's with these people?