oh yeah, woke on my own just five or six hours later... the chill in the air and the bladder might have helped, but the last thing i remember is david letterman saying something amusing and looking forward to watching drew brees taken superbowl, sandra bullock be adorable, and somebody else do something else, sing, most likely, all in anticipation of welcomeing craig ferguson into my new living space hoping the connections would continue to amaze and delight (space, location, roommate, restaurant, and so on)...
do not recall exactly when i passed out, but i believe this was a six hour very deeply sleeping nap... oh, and the wonders of sleep and rest... the body aches amazingly well... definitely... the physical is suffering from a lack of regular exercise and bloat and that is the promary reason for excessive fatigue, spatial disarry, disorganzization clutter, and poor hitting (softball... yes, i've been in a hitting slump recently... pitching is still ok, though slightly less accuracy is noted... so do some more serious daily exercise, dummy :)
yeah, life is so very verry verrry good to me :)
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
good morning good morning, YEAH!
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