  ...staying in. Not going out tonight, when it all came down to it, I was too tired to do anything other than veg out in front of the TV / computer.
Now granted, I'll probably keep doing that until some ludicrous hour of the morning, but at least when I do this, I'm only 3 feet away from my bed, and the associated slumber of goodness, whereas if I'd gone out, it'd be somewhat of an effort to get home once true tiredness kicked in.
I'm finding that I'm doing that a lot recently. I don't go out anywhere near as much as I used to, and while this is to be expected due to the oft-mentioned 5.45am starts to get ready for work, it gets irritating when your sleep pattern is affected on the days when you're off. And then by the time you've got sorted into the sleep pattern you want, it's the beginning of the week again, and you're back to stupid o'clock starts.
There's so much about this job that I hate, honestly. 
