Everybody needs somebody.

I've had the hardest of times dragging myself out of bed over the past two weeks. I managed my 5am wake-up call last week (so I could catch my flight to Boston), but other than that I've been a slugabed. I'm lucky if I can rouse myself, get through at least part of my morning routine, and still have enough time to catch my late train. My late train, which has become my usual train, I mean. And then there's a train that comes fifteen minutes later that is my new late train, which I fear may soon wind up as my usual train. Being part of a carpool has spoiled me.

Did that make any sense? I'm sorry. Between the sleepy and the general flustery-ness that has been my workweek thus far, I'm not sure I'm entirely coherent.

Work is kicking my ass, and the week just started. I've got to buckle down and get my priorities straight and just do it... and I'm not.

Right now, I just really want a taco.

Stupid taco.

Edit: I had a taco. Things are looking up. :)