...because my creative energy is pretty much sapped. I pulled an (almost) 11 hour day today for the third day in a row. It's...infuriating, really. I can handle it during the two times a year when I have three Big Projects going simultaneously--I expect it and even kind of thrive on it--but when I'm still hanging around at 8:15 p.m. doing the things I was supposed to be doing during the day but couldn't because I was dealing with nonsense caused by other people, I get kinda cranky. (Especially when said people walk by all "Why are you still here?!" But I digress.)
I'm considering making like George Costanza and sleeping under my desk. It's spacious enough.