Made of Tired

It's official. Coming off a week's holiday to a Late-Early is knackering.

I'm not saying that this is insurmountable. I could go to bed right now. But MSN is calling. DailyBooth is staring. The pile of clean laundry is casting a shadow of scorn at me. I wonder which of those will be resolved before sleep.

A week ago I'd all but finalised my New Year's Resolutions. Right now I've little to no idea. Tomorrow I'll cast them in internetty stone and I'll be stuck with them. I think I'll try not to set myself anything that can be failed easily. At the very least I'll try to keep it to things which are actually positive if kept or lost. Though this does mean I'll have to sort them before I leave for work tomorrow. So another reason for bedtime.

New travel pass card thing has arrived today. I wish they'd have mentioned they were stretching the photo and not cropping it like the web gadget suggested. The picture looks very odd. I'll have to take a funhouse mirror every time I want to catch the bus. The card starts 5 days from now so I can't really get an interim week pass like I'd originally planned. Only way to make the whole travel thing remotely cost effective now though is to gage the traffic and my timing each day and pick the best of the three options. Yet another reason to sleep and get up early.

So what am I gonna do, brother?

Talk to people on the internet of course.