So you start browsing through profiles, narrowing it down to a cutie in the Aleutian Islands, and then your alarm clock goes off and you realize that you have spent all night on your computer! HHHHH!   Oh no! That's perfectly normal. Don't worry. Just treat the radiation sickness, stretch out your CTS riddled wrists  and go off to work with a big fat smile, knowing that all your coworkers clothes reek of bar smoke and their hearts weigh heavy with worry if Rocco or Joanne is ever going to find the crumbled bar napkin with their precious phone number on it.