God Wouldn’t Let Me Sleep

I later down at 10pm last night which is about 2 hours before I normally do and God made me pay for it. The one time I try to be responsible and actually get 7 hours of sleep, my brain wouldn’t shut up till 5.5 hours later. For you playing along that’d be correct, the last time I saw the clock was at 330a. The most miserable 5 hours of my life.

Normally I put on a show that I’ve already seen and just fall asleep by the sound however last night I decided to put on American Reunion. Mind you I’ve already seen this movie so I thought I just pass out but nope, watched the whole thing. Then I watched The Wire, Entourage and lastly a 1998 comedy set by Dave Chappell.

Long story short I’m going to be miserable today. Buckle up.

What Color Am I Today? – Beaver

 

 

 

 

 

It’s Monday, I have literally nothing to look forward to until Saturday, and I pretty sure I am a fat as I have ever been. So Beaver Brown it is because I feel like a big poop. Why does the weekend not feel like the weekend either? I booze Friday, Saturday and all day Sunday so it doesn’t feel like I had a day off. We need to implement an 8th day of the week. A rest day. Back in the 1700-1800s, no one did anything on Sundays, it purely was a day off. We need to bring that back. We’ll call it Nothingday and literally everyone does nothing. I like that.