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After a couple of hours in the office and a rather one-sided meeting (me talking, them listening), I managed to find my hotel bed and sleep for a couple of hours. I told everyone I wanted them there an hour early tonight because I was changing how we were going to progress through the schedule. I'm not in the mood to fuck around with politics right now. I'm in the mood to be finished with this crap and make it back to Houston in time to host Thanksgiving for my little sister at my house. I have that groggy feeling that lends itself to chemical redemption. I need something... caffeine, ephedrine... whateva. I feel like my brain is in a tub off jello and I am seeing and hearing things a fraction of a second after they are happening in everyone else's reality. I could eat this entire box of dark chocolate covered espresso beans sitting on my desk. I won't. I'm just pissed about the thought of me working tonight. I'm sure I'll get over it. A hot shower always helps and I know there is caffeine in my future. I dreamt of snow... and the wolf again.