Pretty much all I did this week was sleep. Lots and lots of sleep. A bunch of friends from grad school met up last night for a NE bar crawl. Since I was loosing my voice by bar two, I decided I should head home. I knew that if I stayed out later, I would not be able to be productive today. Now, here it is 6:30 and I've barely done anything. I woke up at 11 and was napping by 12. Four hours later, I finally woke up, but I still feel tired. I don't know where all my energy has gone.
Here's to 24 oz of gas station coffee and hoping it gets me going. This paper is not writing itself.
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