Midnight Oil
Thursday, November 18th, 2004As in, “aye, meh boy, ah been bernin’ eet”. Tonight marks a first for me: an all-nighter at work. As in not going home from the day before.

Off the bat I can think of a few negatives: obviously, you’re wiped out. But others: same clothes (Do they stink? No… Will people notice? Do I really care?), scarcity of food (Papa Johns across the street, 24 hour Ga Tech Kroger, the at-work snack store that I run… hooRAH), an exponentially deteriorating appearance (stubble, greasy skin, greasy-nappy hair, possibility of bags under eyes, etc.).