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It's 0700 on the first workday post-Christmas, and I've been in the office for 45 minutes already. I have had breakfast, have M.I.A.'s "Arular" turned way up, and have already answered all the email that came in since 4 PM last Friday that I'm responsible for, edited a few web pages and kicked off a stats-generating run.

Let's hear it for insomnia, eh?

Last night Chris dragged me out of the house finally (I hadn't left it since Saturday afternoon) to go to the BR holiday social, and then we spent a few hours after we got home sprawled on the couch watching the DVRed episodes from Monday night's "Venture Brothers" marathon. I think I probably slept for about half an hour or so, and around 5 I realized that even if I did go back to sleep, I'd sleep right through my 8:30 alarm and figured that I might as well head in to the office and make a pot of coffee. I've just got to make it 'til around 2:30 or so and it'll all be good.

(The "wishlist" icon has nothing to do with this post, but I forgot I had it and wanted to use it while it was still almost timely.)

I've often wondered the same thing myself

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(That is not, by the way, a prompt to explain it to me. XD)

I gotta admit, this one caused insane giggling. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the grande pumpkin spice latte and cup and a half of regular office high-test. Nope. Not at all.

We can't stop here. This is geekchick country.

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