It’s 23.02 according to the phone system, I’m so tired right now that I’m only awake as I rammed down an ENTIRE packet of ProPlus and a bottle of the blue bolt out of sainsburys.
I’m so dillusional that I thought it was 23.59 a moment ago and I thought I had to log out before it goes over to tomorrow (as I have jobs stacked for all day tomorrow, which the system won’t let you out of unless it’s toggled off).
It turns out it only just turned 23.00 SAD FACE.
I’m still coding invoices now, at this very moment. I wish to die. On the brightside at least I have Verka Serduchka on the iPod to make me happy. But my left earphone won’t stick in my ear. Rubbish.