The last time I went a little mad it involved Harry Potter way back in August 2005 and whilst it was a crazy night it was, at least, more fun that this time around. On Tuesday night/Wednesday morning I spent the hours sweating as the brain raced over and over again a Google Apps migration ... you have NO idea how fucking tedious that was especially as it was a successful, not difficult and "worked first time" migration. Over and over and over again. I really did think I was going mad at some point. I recall waking up early in the experience, after yet another successful fucking migration to Google Apps, and thinking, "Bugger me, I must've been asleep for ages" ... it was 11:32pm, I had been asleep (if that's what you can call it) for about 3 hours, maximum. The whole night of endless successful migrations loomed ahead. It was hell but I got through it. Wednesday is lost to me. Thursday emerged out of the fug as an actual day with a start and a finis...