Since arriving back from Australia last week I've been shattered. To the point that on the Friday morning once I got home from the airport, I collapsed into bed and slept for 25 hours straight. Now this could be excusable if I'd flown cattle class, but since I'd splurged on business class with fully flat beds all the way (ah, those heady pre credit crunch days), I have absolutely no excuse.
A week later and I still find myself eyeing the clock at 6pm wondering if it's too early to contemplate bed again.
So um, well, it's good night from me. At 5:50pm.
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