When did I get this tired?
Is it that my weekends are full of hashing? Is it that I can't handle working mornings when I'm such a night owl?
All I know is that my plans for when I get home tonight involve one episode of TV, hopefully 100 pages of 2061 (to finish it off) and then bed, preferably before 10 p.m.
I guess I'm finally not just in my 30s, but acting like I'm in my 30s. Or something.