It's like that episode of "Pete and Pete"...

...where they tried to set the record for most consecutive hours without sleep. I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death, so they say, but I wish I could.

EDIT: So it's 5:26 now and I'm still awake. Coughing and hacking away. Still too early in the morning to call into work and say it won't happen today. I'd feel bad about it because we went out for drinks after work and when I left less than 6 hours ago I seemed all right.