Repetitive and Redundant

Oops. I wrote about the criminally decaffeinated coffee twice. While that doesn't mean the travesty of my morning ritual is any less important, I feel I should fess up to the fact that my redundancy was entirely accidental.

Am I senile already? Probably.

In other news, I've got my second shift at the bar tonight; 0100-0400. I took a nap hoping it would revive me from the bizarre and far too-long day that began at 0845, but it seems only to have made me more lethargic.