Right - that was kinda my point. That the days are continually packed with conf. calls, random meetings / requests, but the nights are when things open up to do actual work (or poast on SF). Though there was always that brain-numbing couple of hours from midnight - 2am, where'd you'd wait around for the copy center guys to finish so you could flip the books. And *sigh* you always had to flip the books.
One time, they printed out little hieroglyphics instead of Calibri. One random lines on random pages. On only some of the books. How the fuck does that happen?