James is wired. Can't stop leg twitching (this isn't just trembling either, this is full-on twitching, knowwhatimsayin). Hour and a half until I can bugger off home, then I have to find myself a way to Toowoomba for Coxy's 21st tonight. Somewhere, somehow, I'm going to have to get some sleep. Not certain where or when, but I'm sure I can do it.
I hate watching the sun rise from behind a desk.