Matt Sullivan

Well, well ... I actually managed to crawl out of bed before 11 AM on this nice, mild Irish Saturday morning. The reason for my incredulity is that I crawled into bed last night around 3:30 AM. My insomnia was in no small way caused by the two large mugs of coffee I downed late that evening; I had just arrived back from Dublin and had trekked to Heuston Station through torrential rain, and was soggy and grumpy. Two and a half hours soaking wet on an overcrowded train usually ends with me throwing caution to the wind when I get home.