oh, i'm definitely still awake. manoj woke me up at 3 to ask me about "Flights of theoretical, speculative reasoning about the competitive advantage of nations or the nature of capitalism-unless utterly brilliant-will be frowned upon." i asked him what day it was. and was so glad to see it was still night. if not i would've cried my self back to sleep. other things notwithstanding like how stupid i am i'm doing pretty well. cold, sleepy, anxious, my AIM name in black. i'm doing the caffeine thing again. bless ma heart. i remember one night after two pots and a vivarin that i thought i was going to die. alarms are going off. gustavo's doing his whites. catherine came back at six this is her first all-nighter. i moved britpop to my 1 console. all-nighter qualifies when you see the sunrise. grammar obviously disintegrating.