Midnight and working again. Even bitter souls are slumbering peacefully in their beds. Accountants are funny when they don’t get enough sleep. Randy’s out here making some crude jokes. Brian ripped his contact long ago, and I think he’s a little ornery about it, and I would kill someone for a vodka tonic. So I think we’re getting on each other’s nerves. But, on the upside, how many times do you get the opportunity to annoy the fuck out of your co-workers at midnight? Anyhow, here’s the point of this post: who could you work with for 13-15 hours a day for three to four weeks at a time, keeping in mind that you can’t go to sleep underneath your desk because you are part of a team, and the team needs you? Go.