If the alarm didn't go off

By 6:30 this morning I was not ready to get out of bed, I was ready to get back into it. By 8:00 I was sitting on a delayed train, due to some sick person on the train in front (later found out excessive vomiting all over the carriage) which had to have an ambulance called and took a massive 15minutes to get there. Devouring more of the endless The Potato Factory (heh just dawns on me why it's called that now) feeling very sleepy. By 3:00pm the only thing I felt capable of doing was going home and falling asleep for some hugely long period of time. By 3:30pm I was lamenting the fact that I had to stick around work until 8:30 due to a work Christmas party (not the staff one, but the 'friends' one) and all I wanted to do was sleep. By 4:00pm I had serious contemplations of getting the train home and abandoning Jess (who hadn't even gotten there - she was waitressing) with people she'd never met before, all for sleep. A full day. Busy is good, bar the site surveys, which I am slowly getting used to and still thoroughly hate doing. A full evening with fairly low key (unpaid) help from me. And now I am online at 10:15. Call me a fool because I am one. I'm going to bed.