Just promise yourself that you’ll get your entire presentation done before you’re allowed to watch the season finale of Breaking Bad. You’ll be up all night if you have to, dammit.
I don’t know. I didn’t do it last night.
Hashtag exhausted, man.
Eat a pound of wings and take a long, hot car ride.
You wake up in the middle of the night to an emergency phone call, only to realize it’s actually your alarm, even though it looks like 3 a.m. outside. Also, it’s raining!
It’s tough job, getting paid to taste-test beer all afternoon. It makes you sleepy as as Hell.