Life? What life?
This is me not getting enough sleep and, as a result, being catatonic in the afternoon.
I am completely incapable of doing work right now, which isn't really working well with my plan of leaving the office at 6pm. Yesterday I got to work at 7:45am and I stayed at work till 7:45pm. Twelve hour work days; do not want.
Today I went to the construction site, which was a hundred times more interesting the first couple of times I went. But now all I can think about is how I'm on the 50th floor and there's no air conditioning and it's a fucking sauna in there.
Now I am back in the project office and I am drowining in Adele.
I want ice cream.