It's Eleven O'Clock Somewhere

Yesterday's work day was thirteen and a half hours long, not including drive time.  Is it any wonder when eight o'clock in the evening rolls around that I'm studying the inside of my eyelids?  Surely there's got to be a way to stay awake for the late news without using toothpicks to prop open my eyes.

[Title taken from this.]


  1. I think you have to give in and just go to bed early and try and sleep as much as possible.

  2. Well...don't do what I did. I changed my work schedule so I could sleep in until 6:45 a.m.. Duh, now I find myself staying up about an hour or so longer each night! DUH!!!