And the reason I hate nightshifts is that I am a zombie for the rest of the week. So I am now a zombie. Hulllllllo there. Zombie is a bit like drunk. I slept a few hours this morning. Now I have to stay awake till evening if I want to recover by tomorrow.
Now you know why I don’t like flying through time zones (and why you are unlikely to see me face to face unless you schlep yourselves over here, ‘cos I won’t be going over there). It’s the zombieness.
Actually the night was quite good. I got a lot done.