The all-nighter

Pulled another one. I’m getting to be a real pro at these. It’s just after 6:00 and the week of work I finished looks OK — I hope. Nah, they do. I’ll run down to Kinkos in 45 minutes when they open, make some nice copies, run back here, scan and zap ‘em to my editors, Amy Lago and Kate Wills, at the Washington Post Writers Group. After that I’ll grab a couple hours of sleep before heading off to an 11:00 meeting. The city’s slowly waking up. A ship’s fog horn just broke the silence outside. Do I dare grab some coffee while I’m out and risk not being able to sleep, even for a short while? Ahhh, the glamour of it all! I would not trade it for anything.