cleaning my nose for the ultimate thrill (it's a quote, folks, okay?)

It's cold. And snowing. And I really hoped that the office would close early today because of it... but it didn't happen this time. Instead, I had more work thrown at me. Next week is going to be a mad scramble to keep up with all the stuff flooding my desk.:/

In other exciting news, I don't think I managed to go to bed before midnight even once in the past week - despite seriously planning on it every single day. Don't ask me how this happens. Ironically, the more tired I am, the more difficult it becomes to "mobilize" myself for early bedtime, because my entire body/mind slows down somehow and I lose track of time. Like, for example, I don't realize I just spent an hour (instead of 10-15 minutes) filing my nails, or something to that effect. I've no idea if that makes any sense to "normal" people. But then again, I'm not sure there are any "normal" people on my flist, so maybe I shouldn't worry.;P Seriously, I am inclined to think that anybody remotely sane would have given up on me long ago...

In that vein, and because I am way too exhausted to talk about anything remotely clever or interesting tonight (not that it ever stops me from posting... LOL) - let me share some song lyrics that reflect my current state of mind pretty well:

( Sixshooter by Tiamat )