:twitches:

See, this is the thing about working funky hours.

It’s 1:30 AM. I’ve been back home in my apartment for about an hour now. Discount, say, twenty minutes for blog updates and the like, which gives us about 40 minutes of non-work decompression time.

Right now, my body is saying go to sleep, but my mind is saying that I haven’t relaxed or goofed off enough. Even though I’m pretty tired, I feel this compulsion to watch TV or surf the web… just so I can sort of shut myself down.