2005-12-14
I sleep so much now. I believe I may be a bear or a squirrel. Some creature that sleeps all winter. I just spend my days thinking about the sleep I'll be able to achieve when I get home. Accomplishments, activities, events, life be damned! I have sleeping to do.
Also, never order anything from Musician's Friend. I think they pump THC into the air there, because every single person I spoke to in customer service there said, "right on" and spoke as though they smoke major doobage on their 15 minute break.
I grow sleepy. The sun is nearly gone.
Until tomorrow, when I wake for 8 hours again, good luck and godspeed. (I like godspeed, it makes me think of Jesus on a bicycle.)