This is time travel and my limit

I have not had social interaction for the past 168 hours. Wait wait. That is wrong. I think it is more like 68 hours. In fact I have actually interacted socially quite a bit. But these instances of human interaction have been very abnormal. And my own ability to communicate is steadily declining. I can tell even by the way I am typing. I believe the main cause of my current disposition is due to working 48 hours straight. The hours have indeed pushed me to my limit. And that limit is maine. Literally. So to those of you who I will be traveling with me in the morning. I apologize if my brain takes a while to pick up on proper social cues. I may make inappropriate topic transitions and say things out of context. Here is a conversation I just had:
Client: Do you believe in beings on other planets.
Me: Can they time travel?
Client: Well God created them.
Me: What was that? The wind. Ha.
Client: Well who locked the keys in the car?
Me: The wind. Ha. And how about the weather? In maine?

Now that I re-read my conversation I am realizing this is probably how I converse regularly. But most probably it is not very appropriate for work and it is also a bad sign that I am starting to use client idioms. Very bad. I look forward for tomorrow when awkward confabbing is appropriate and encouraged. Wine will be nice too.