Saturday, January 18th, 2003
5:00 AM – 6:00 AM
It’s late. I’m tired. I’ve been watching all night. I should go to sleep. I can watch tomorrow. Or the day after. It’s not going anywhere.
But on the other hand, there’s only 18 hours to go. That’s not really that much. I can put on some coffee, rest my eyes during the breaks where commercials should be. I’d be fine. Yeah.
Damn you, 24. Damn you.