my brain is toast. i've been telling myself that all of today, but only now am i get the message. too many hours, too little sleep, i can't think straight, i can't program, i just sit there and stare at the screen. i can throw on more hours but it's not going to help. better to go home early (funny, leaving at 10pm is considered early now), get some dinner, go straight to bed, get a good night's sleep, come back recharged tomorrow. i should've left earlier. you ever get so tired you can't even open your eyes wide open? that's me right now. code zombie. everything's so still. i bet i can hear a pin drop. i just want to go home.

what i'm missing tonight: gilmore girls, smallville, world series game 3, michael jordan return game. the sacrifices made on the altar of work. the burning pyre is big.

the only time i was able to relax for a little bit was at lunch today, when i went with carrie and amanda to the yun yun kitchen chinese restaurant on cambridge street, a few block away from empire. i had the spicy tea sauce beef with pork fried rice and chicken fingers. there was a tv on, playing some soap opera (one life to live?). amanda and carrie were talking animatedly about past plot lines. i sat there eating my lunch completely oblivious to their discussion.

prior to their departure, john, eliza, and carrie came upstairs to learn how to burn hybrid cd's. we listened to cheesy music, rode the scooter, admired eliza's vending machine ring, and chatted about other topics of interests while waiting for the assets to copy over to the burn machine and for the burn to finish.