Today at 3:45, I had a conversation with my tech-lead that went something like this:

"I've investigated the problem with the wossname. Thingy. Place where stuff we do gets recorded. Logging thingy. It keeps truncating the stuff. Um. Stuff.... that tells us where the problem was. Bugger this, I feel like shit. I'm going home."

Strangely, I had just managed to fix the problem where stack traces were being truncated by our logging database, as soon as they hit a new line. It just took me about 4 times as long as it should do.

And I don't even feel _that_ bad - just bad enough that I was glad for enough flexi-time to allow me to head home early.

Nobody about this evening though, and my body just feels _drained_, so I'm feeling somewhat down and miserable. Not at all like the icon

In a moment I'm going to summon the energy to put a wash on, and then plonk on the sofa with a blanket and see what's on to entertain me.

Send dancing girls. Quiet ones.