Reading Over My Own Shoulder

I'm doing my best to get onto a night schedule. So far, so good. It's ten minutes past when my new work shifts will end, and I'm still somewhat ... er ... brain-alive? Yeah. Ok, so perhaps I'm not as verbose as I'd like to be, but I'm still a bit functional. All the caffeine I ingested today has helped keep me conscious.

Anyhow, I'm currently too fried to stay up any longer, so I'm off to bed. I'll stay up later tomorrow, and then later still the day after that. Yes. G'night.