My body told me "Fuck you, I'm sleep deprived, and you're going down for a good long time."
So I slept for about 12 hours. Feel much better. It's amazing what you can do when you're not constantly dozing off.
Went for a walk to the store instead of driving, for instance. Nice. It's still in LA, and we had to dodge the bums and their piss-soaked areas, and the gang graffiti, and the crazy drivers. But still, it was nice. Especially since it's not hotter than Satan's jockstrap here yet.