Yesterday was pretty uneventful up until about 2 o'clock in the morning.  It's all just work related stuff and I'm a little paranoid to discuss it here, but at any rate it did finally settle down a little before 4 am and I headed home for the night.  I was so wide awake I did some reading until a little past 5 am so needless to say it made this morning tough.  To be honest after yesterday I just want to come home.  I'm tired of being here and I can't wait for this to be over. It doesn't help that I'm all alone.  I know in a day or two, what happened yesterday won't even matter, but right now it feels like it does.  I'm just trying to make it through the rest of this week and then I really only have one more week to go...or a week and a day if you are really counting.  I'm hoping the work is going to slow down a little here for my people so that they can get out of here a little early at least some night this week or maybe even have the weekend off.  It may be wishful thinking, but I'm going to keep wishing.  I don't know how much longer they will make it otherwise.  Sorry if this post is depressing, I'm just frustrated right now.