It's the last stages and I'm starting to lag. The light at the end of the tunnel is within reach, but doesn't seem to get any closer. Now my desk is covered with a series of lists. This morning there was only three things left to do... five ticks later there are still three things to do. I want to stop making lists, but it's the only way to see how close I am to the end.
Beer has not passed my lips in ages... Week off next week. Time for a rest. And a beer. Beer and a rest. Oh and some bad movies... I want to watch some bad movies.
...And ice cream.
So very tired.
