So Beat.

I'm so beat. Just when I think my life is getting a little better, the world conspires against me, and here I am at 5:30 in the morning, sad and tired and puffy-eyed and hoping that three hours of sleep will be enough to enable me to work seven hours tomorrow in addition to giving a presentation and turning the paper that I just finished writing. Sometimes I feel like I can't ever get a break.

But to those of you who I talked to online tonight (and there were several of you), thanks for listening. It's good to have friends, even when your life is really fucking hard.