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I've been at work for an hour already. Problem is, I'm usually hopping out of the shower about now, getting ready to shave my head. Alas, here I am.

My alarm went off at a very, very early 3:23. I turned it off. I went back to sleep. No, thank you, too early. Fortunately, I had also set my trusty palm-pilot(now the lord of my mind) to wake me up 90 minutes before I had to be to work, so the cavalry came riding up, and somehow got me into the shower. Things ran pretty smoothly after that, save for the missing deodorant, but I worked through it. My adventures were just getting started, though.

The CTA doesn't run my train line 24 hours a day, and Metra trains don't run that early in the morning. I could have hopped on the Brown Line and headed to Belmont, as far as the line goes before 5am, but I would have had to change trains first to the Red, then, once I was downtown, to the Blue so I could get to work. When I finally got to my station, I noticed I had just missed the train. Shit. I had another 15 minutes before the next one, and I would have been very late.

So I turned around, left the station, and noticed a bus coming up. Ah- I'll hop the bus, then get to the Red Line and take it downtown, but I'll have to hit it right away. At Sheridan, I hopped off the bus, and realized something rather fortuitous- I was just down the street from the famous late-night bar, Nick's Uptown, and seeing as the time was only 30 minutes past closing, I had a pretty strong chance of getting a cab. I didn't hear a train, so the decision was made to jump in a cab.

I got here and was at my desk at 4:50. Four-fucking-fifty. I'm supposed to go see a movie with a bunch of friends tonight, then Red and I are going out after she gets off of work. At some point, I think I'm going to hit up the laundromat, and hopefully, the guy who never naps will be able to take a nap. Otherwise I'm going to be completely useless.

We'll just have to see, won't we?