Those little tell-tale signs.

You know that 'm really, truly exhausted when, after an evening out, I crawl into bed at ten o'clock without even considering going online.

I think I'm into some bad habits.

I'm also through my week-and-a-half-of-crazy, so I can finally slow down without feeling badly when I bail out on the plans I know not ought not to have made. Passable health, ahoy!