I managed to snooze my alarm clock for a whole hour this morning. It’s not exactly the best route, as I ended up getting to work a little late. Called the boss to let him know that I’d be a wee bit tardy – no sweat, but still…

That’s what I get for staying up late to read The Beatles: A Biography by Bob Spitz. It’s a great book, but I need to read it during more reasonable hours.

And now I’m a mobile lump at my desk. Fortunately, I brewed a particularly potent pot of Porto Rico coffee, so that might pick up the slack a bit.