Someone, please prescribe me Dormican

I am beyond tired. This is ridiculous.
Only left work at 8pm last night because the West Wing wanted information but could not quite communicate what information they wanted. Too exhausted to tap my psychic abilities, I used the tried and trusted technique - give them EVERYTHING. Hopefully, now that they have Everything, they'll leave me alone for a while.
No sooner had I collected take-out dinner (again) when the calls came in. Shooting. Another neighbour. She is out of theatre and in ICU. Critical but stable. The $#@!, known on politically correct parlance as 'the perpetrators', ran from the scene and then shot a motorist and passenger. Nothing was taken at any of these scenes. No further news.
Only got to bed after 1am.
My 2c. Theft was not a motive. These are terrorists. They are carrying heavy calibre, targeting their victims when they know they are home (dinner time).
Vent over. Off to bed. Good night.