...love for speed...

The thing about being so caught up in all you have to do that you can't stop your heart racing enough to fall asleep is that eventually, come around 3 or 4 in the morning, you will be so tired you could collapse; the kind of body exhaustion that doesn't care how many deadlines loom in the 5 days coming, it just needs sleep. The problem is that when you need to wake up at 6 to make an 8:30 meeting in the city, going to sleep a mere 2 hours before is dangerous because everyone knows you won't wake up with the alarm. So it comes to this - sheer exhaustion, and having to pull the all-nighter you didn't want to resort to until at least mid-November. At this point you can't study any longer, the mind has its own limits no matter how flexible those of the body, so you are left poring through the reviews on allmusic.com - their acerbic wit is usually good for a few laughs and you scroll expectantly down to Avril Lavigne, only to find her latest album was rated 4.5/5. You don't know if your failure to understand this is because of the sheer inanity of Avril Lavigne getting 4.5/5 on anything, or the lack of sleep, but don't have the mental power to figure it out now. Moving on.