My nose is dripping like a drippy thing, my throat and ears hurt, my body feels like a shell of itself, my head alternates between feeling like it’s filled with helium or weighs 300 pounds, my back aches, and THERE IS STILL 90 MINUTES TO GO ‘TIL I CAN BLOW THIS POP STAND.
Time is going very slowly. If only it had gone this slowly when I was in Chicago…
Stupid time. 
My bed is a-callin’. “Yoo-hoo!!!!” it’s saying. HURRY UP, TIME!