Here I am, on my 4th 13 hour work day, and I can barely stay focused. Working with the NT Administrators in a desperate and possibly foolhardy bid to move into a new position on the other side of the building, hoping against hope that the "promised" position that they've said has been created for me actually materializes. And so, on this 13th hour I've decided that I will not proofread the words that my fast-flailing fingers produce (and boy-howdy how they do like to flail), but rather trust in my innate, natural, God-given ability to craft the perfect blog post on the first go-around with zero errors. As everyone around me desperately installs patches in an attempt to avoid the dreaded Karma Sutra worm that will surely destroy all that we have worked for come Friday morning, resulting in a pwned network and an army of out-of-work engineers, my gut reaction is to update my blog and let the world know that due to lack of sleep, which is to blame for my complete indifference to the chaos reining down around all me, I'm more concerned about my Second Life avatar than the successful install of the latest SMS Client on the network. Who ever said I don't have my priorities straight?

And so, as I crack open my 7th Diet Pepsi of the day, I think to myself that if it wasn't for the great people that I work with and the the constant challenges that come with the dynamic environment in which I find myself currently employed, the 25-cent sodas, and my crippling student loan, that I'd just walk out the door right now to catch up on some sleep. Have you ever had one of those weeks...?