I feel like I’m back in college again.  Tonight, I pulled an all nighter.

I don’t think I’ve done this since in my senior year of college, I had to finish that last paper on the last day it was possibly due.

In fact, I think that’s how I wrote most of my papers – by pulling all-nighters.  It’s a wonder I passed any of my classes.

In my old theater occupation I used to work some pretty wacky hours, and staying up until 5am was no big deal at all.  The next day, I just slept in until 2pm.

What I notice from getting fatigued, is I often lose my place in the sequence of things I am doing.  I am doing a few work projects tonight that I have to get done before I go to Houston on Wednesday, and it unfortunately requires a lot of repetitive busywork in photoshop… duplicating layers, changing colors, etc.  Except I keep getting lost in that process.

I’m about to fall out of the chair… so it’s 5:38am and I’m giving in…

There’s nothing to match the relief that you feel when you flush and see that the toilet seat cover is slightly struggling to detach from the seat!

I love it when paper products do their job!

My uncle who is a doctor has his own private restroom. It’s the least they could give him for all those years of medical school. I think in my next job interview, when asked if I have any questions related to compensation or company culture, I will ask what the policy is on private restrooms.

But in all seriousness, here’s my one problem. It’s just a small favor I’d like to ask every gentle man out there, especially (cough… cough…) my coworkers… and I’ll be as kind as possible: Men… you need to… um… step up to the plate a bit more. The dribbling all over the floor is sickening.

Thanks for reading… Have a great weekend!