If I keep this up eventually I'll see the Crimson King.

Like I've been saying to people all day, if this is what two hours of sleep feels like it's no wonder Heath Ledger took too many sleeping pills. I'm right at that point of tiredness where it starts to feel like a really good buzz. I think that's the point where you have to be extra careful...

And it's cold too. Watching the theromometer on my car while driving in to work at 3:20 this morning was like watching a time bomb tick down. 4 degrees... 3 degrees... 2 degrees... The part of my job that involves being outside was nice for keeping me awake. Now I'm inside for the rest of the day sitting in a chair. I don't think I'm at risk of nodding off yet. Yet.

Anger is the best caffeine. I'm still furious over the article I linked to in the last post but I don't trust myself to write coherently about it in the state I'm in. I could barely write coherently about that at the best of times. I'd like to take all the Christian bullies like the ones described in that article, put them in an arena with all the sadistic little atheists you find on the internet who scream about how religion is for fools and everyone who believes in anything is moron, arm them all with rusty kitchen implements, and let the mayhem ensue.

This is why I shouldn't talk when I'm this tired.