I have been sleepy as hell today. I've been complaining that I wish the temperature would stabilize so I can stop with the back and forth feeling of having to run the AC and fans during the day and then turn the heater back on at night. I think that point is finally here. It was 85 today and it is supposed to get into the 90s this week. It won't belong before the instant sweats phenomenon occurs.
So anyway, I have been halfway comatose all day today. I don't know why but I just haven't been able to wake up completely. I got up this morning, ate breakfast, did a few things around the house, watched an episode of The Saint (because I would like to knock boots with Simon Templar) and then went back to bed. I intended to catnap for an hour. THREE HOURS LATER, I wake up and look at the clock like, "WTF is this all about? Do I have narcolepsy all of a sudden?" I think I have had a total of 13 or 14 hours of sleep today and yet here I am, sleepy again. This week has been exhausting though. It was my first full week back to work after time off so that always makes a person feel doubly tired. And this got me to thinking about a DVD I rented earlier this week, Greg Behrendt is Uncool, which is funny as hell and I highly recommend. One of the things that cracked me up is that GB talks about events being held for adults 25 and up at 7pm. I concur. This is something my friends and I have discussed many times. Who wants to go get shit-canned and stay out until 2am on a work night? It sucks ass to drag into work the next day, eyes bloodshot, head pounding, guts rumbling, feeling like you are taking the walk of shame and praying that no one knows what's wrong with you. And if they know you are a drinker, they probably will figure out that you don't just have a head cold.
Ugh. I'm too sleepy to rant much. And if I'm too sleepy to say how bad these sonofabitchin' gas prices are right now, I'm pretty damn tired.
Zzzzzzz.