I spent the weekend in the country at The Dope's true residence (should there ever be a board meet and greet, I nominate The Dope's house, tons of open space and such, enough room for a circus tent should the house not provide adequate shelter) and after a weekend of country air and the scent of country breakfast wafting through the house to awaken me, waking up to hunger pangs, the sound of my apartent mate already in the shower, and the prospect of moving flies from vial to vile vial, I was not keen on removing myself from the warmth of my bed. I found out that I should not have even bothered as, regardless of my lateness, I was the only person in the lab. No one even showed up until after I had been there for an hour. That's one more hour I could have slept and so now, as the title of this thread suggests, I am tired.