Today was … is today Saturday? I have lost all concept of days. Okay yes, today was a pretty decent Saturday. Except for the part where come 3am I was still unable to sleep at all. I managed an hour, maybe an hour and a half of light dozing for a few hours, then had to get up to take Mike in for his final class. For being a foggy haze, my day went pretty […]
Final post on that stuff in-progress. Then for me? Nice long rest. It’s apparently Saturday. It feels like … I don’t know what it feels like. The days are melting. I need so much sleep. Still haven’t played London Calling. With the Super Bowl tomorrow, I probably won’t get the chance tomorrow either. Perhaps once the game’s done. Mike just got a robo-dog in New Vegas and it is awesome.
Remember how tired I said I was yesterday? Apparently there was a miscommunication. Where the body delivered a message to my brain – via pony express, because there’s a full-on pony express network in my body shut up – the message was “Go to sleep.” What my brain received however was “WHOO ALL-NIGHT PARTY!” Which I guess is what happens when you use the pony express. The wrong message, that is, not specifically the note […]
I just spilled a big ol’ drink all over everything. So that was a thing. I was born on a Tuesday. Mother Goose says this makes me “full of grace”. Mother Goose is a lying whore. This was a weird day overall. I think I went through four or five hours waking up and only actually got there around 8pm. Sometimes I think I never quite recovered from working nights for so many years. I’ve […]