Exhausted, but home

Dude, I am so freakin' tired. I've driven to and from Houston earlier this week. Then it was Little Rock back and forth. I am happy to be in my own bed. I am happy to not be sharing a room with 3 other people (even though I do admire them greatly).

Tonight, just a note to prove I'm still alive. Nothing cute to say, nothing funny. No rants. It is simply a matter of checking in and going to bed. I'll give a few more details tomorrow. Overall, though, it was a pretty successful trip--if you consider a successful trip to be one where you hang out with English nerds and then spend the evenings singing really badly (and obnoxiously loud) in this piano bar.

I feel like calling in sick to work tomorrow. By posting this, however, I will force myself to go in, since several of my colleagues have a tendency to check this every once in a while.

Until then,
I'm out