- i am especially growly today. fucking tired is more like it. i am working the minimal sleep thing. friday night i slept from 3am - 9am. that was my most sleep filled night in over a week. last night, ass dragging, i hit the rack around 11pm. early for me, but i was wiped.

i woke up around two for a text message beep that fit beautifully into the nightmare that i was having about burning the house down with my bang up wiring job on the new lights. that kept me up until 4am as my damn mind would NOT shut off. too late for drugs.

- the other night while, maybe, slightly intoxicated, i got a little too aggressive with the toothbrushing. it slipped off my teeth, but before i had a chance to realize the hand was already cramming the toothbrush in for the next pass. i can now add “jamming a toothbrush straight into your gums” to the list of painful self-inflicted injuries. right up there with hitting your head on an open cabinet door, banging your toe on the bed leg, smacking your shin off the coffee table, and closing your finger in a door or drawer of any kind.

- i wish someone would chase me down in a helicopter and shoot me with one of those tranquilizer darts where i would have to sleep for two days. wake up in time for the playoffs tomorrow night. even if my ear was tagged for tracking purposes, i wouldn’t mind.

- if i am in traffic and i have to pass your slow, unaggressive ass before hitting an interchange, don’t make me deal with you again because you are unable to locate your sack in order to merge into the oncoming traffic at the end of said interchange. dick.

- answers to previous blog comments: thank you salt, i love the place my own self. the color is glitzy gold, master lang tau. no, its not a hypercolor paint scheme rome. one picture was with the lights on and the camera flash. the other was with the lights on and no flash. will, you are a die hard NASCAR fan and will love ricky bobby. brad, i wake up and piss excellence too.

- back to sleep.

piece out.