What I didn't mention last week [1] was that it was the Week From Hell. After getting home from work (remember, I work the midnight shift), I got a call from my friend Jeff Cuscutis [2] (I know entirely too many Jeffs) called me up around noon to remind me we were getting together.
This only after two hours of sleep.
So I ended up spending the entire day over at his house and leaving in time to drive to work and spend eight hours there.
I must have been up for 28 of the previous 30 hours. It was horrible (and is one reason why there isn't an entry from last Sunday).
Anyway, this week was similar, except that I got twice as much sleep (four hours) and I spent it at someone else's house (John the paper millionaire of a dotcom).
Sigh.
On the plus side, like last week, I was able to (electronically) chat with a friend. [3]