little darling

Merv pulling up "Here Comes the Sun" at 1:15 a.m. is probably a sign that I should pack it in for the night.

I fell asleep on the couch after work, woke up at 7:30, and was utterly convinced it was the next morning.

I feel terrible, so naturally I'm going to drink a Mexican coke and go to bed (or, at least, go to bed as soon as the natural sugars filter back out of my system around one a.m.)

first time back on my own computer since, approx., last post

I just reread the quote on the right sidebar and burst into laughter again.

I want to talk about last night, but I don't have enough proper words. I'll talk about it when I stop getting grime under my nails every night?