Wandering bark

Je pense que i am heading for a crash-landing...my brain doesn't work, perhaps some short circuit due to lack of sleep and no such lack of work. Can't grade comps, can't study french...en plus feeling dizzy, so instead j'ai cuit au four des croissants et cuisiné mon dîneur!

That didn't help! Obviously. Wish i had tomorrow off, but got meetings and such.

L: Oh please, just hold it together for two more days, and then crash away to your heart's desire.
R: Perhaps i can declare a cerebral bankruptcy, eh? Think anyone would buy it?
L: OK, that's it! Time to stop babbling R, i know you made your bed today, but this is getting out of hand!
R: LOL, ces mains votres sont assez courtes, mon ami L! Catch me first my dear.

"It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool...

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. "

Amen, dear bard...keep me afloat.