Insomnia

Ah, night shifts. Was worryingly awake through the entirety of it yesterday; the gods of the business decreed we had none to do, so we did makework patrols, I got lumbered with Team Pup. Now, he's one of those guys who gets more hyperactive as he gets more tired, so he was extra 'specially bouncy and in the face of everybody in the world last night. And I was sat directly behind him in the crew bus. What I would have liked to have done with one length of steel wire isn't anybody's business. What IS the penalty for garotting your colleagues anyway? In his case, I suspect a medal and promotion.

I don't quite understand why I was so perky last night, the two hours "head down" but without proper sleep certainly shouldn't account for it. I think I've got things on my mind. This morning's attempt at sleep might as well not have been there; I'm keeping myself going with my patent "Fortress Shadey Instant Artery Death Breakfast" - actually very healthy, but the veggies wouldn't agree - tea, and things to do. I'll be loading up the ever present workbag shortly with ginseng tablets, maybe some of that horrid ginseng tea that FLoH once convinced me it was a good idea to buy (more woman revenge) and anything I can think of to counter the predicted mid shift slump that's not pure caffiene or Red Bull; not slipping back into those habits again.

Nothing social planned in the meantime. I shall fill the day with chores.

What chores?

Large malt whiskey please, thanks for offering.