Today was one of those days, when I was wishing it was over, before it even began. I was physically tired, and my brain was like Jello. I drank coffee, and even had one of those "energy drinks" to help boost me along, but I was getting frustrated and tired no matter what I did. I felt like busting Jacob in the mouth when he said' "Look, only 8 more hours to go!" Instead I just muttered "shut the fuck up" under my breath. He didn't quote the time again the rest of the day. I'm home now, and I feel like I got run over by a steamroller...........twice. I need major zzzzzzzz's and I think I'm gonna head in that direction now. Nite.