I feel like a trilobite

We went to the Melbourne Museum yesterday. Left is the image of a type of trilobite fossil (at least I think that's what it was...) I am very tired. Lately (by lately I mean the last two weeks or so) the youngest kiddywinkie has been waking every two hours or so and climbing into our bed, thus waking us up. Sleep deprivation is a form of torture I believe. Does it mean I'm a bad father if I call my children expletives when they are being very naughty? Of course not to their faces, just under my breath and to my wife. I feel very bad...
Also I have been neglecting other things. Depression and apathy and a few other undefinable but disconcerting emotions have kept me away from my responsibilities at Rendo. I've have to go and check in again soon. It's not the member's fault, I have just not been able to bring myself to deal with anything there. Maybe I am suffering from moderator burn-out...Ah well...more joy, off to work this afternoon. I am getting bloody sick of being rostered on just about every Sunday, oh well, comes with the job I suppose. Enough whining...
Thanks to all who have been keeping tabs and to those who recent commented Melissa, meg...and a new visitor Vadergrrrl who is way more punk than I am! Uhhh, meg, the comments thingy asked you to give a password? Has anyone else experienced that? I thought I set the thing to accept comments from anybody. Do you have to log in or something to give comments? (this is using the new blogger comment functionality) ahhh I don't know! I hope I'm not in triage this evening...Stay good all, and try and have a good weekend! Kat I hope this new look is quicker to load and easier to access than the last version...