A lesson for all you Rossi LJ readers out there...

Four hours sleep isn't enough. Not by half. And the fact that my grey matter feels as effective as the squishy green brain-shaped stress toy Mel gave me yesterday really doesn't bode well for any revocation decisions I may make today, but I've already done all the Igor work I can find that doesn't involve me unplugging myself from teh Headphones of Sanity Preservation. Blasting Rob Dougan and Evanescence into my echo-y brainspace is the only thing keeping me awake at the moment.

And, god help me, I have a meeting at three to discuss Local Team Plans. Tiffany is running the show, and yes, she is as perky as her name suggests.

*looks at her squishy green brain again*

Hey Mel, just what does "Coversyl" do? And can I have some? My brain on drugs would only be an improvement at this stage...