This was actually good news (other than the sleep dep), because I caught a OMGWTFBBQ huge error in payroll (basically, my contracting agency and ADP somehow weren't able to pay me as planned) and found out about it early (important when the home office is on Eastern Daylight Time in MA) and got it fixed.
The giant sigh of relief you heard from Fremont around noon was me seeing my paycheck had been wire transferred into my bank account, and about 5 minutes later I had paid a bunch of ZOMG URGENT MUST PAY NOW NOW NOW bills.
Oh, and there's plenty of work this weekend and next week. More money to make travel easier on me. Woo.
The bad news? I don't feel like doing anything more involved than writing this journal entry, having a little happy hour snack/drink in about 30 minutes at Blue C Sushi to celebrate the end of a month of being mostly horribly broke, and then crashing in bed. I kind of don't want to miss things happening tonight, but I also don't want to show up tonight (or tomorrow at work) feeling like a poorly animated zombie. Sorry.