galaxy42

I've had a horrible case of the "sleepies" the past couple of days. I haven't been staying out late... I haven't had so much as a beer since Sunday afternoon... I'm in bed by 10:00... Yet, I spend my entire day at work feeling like a slug--mentally and physically. What the fuckerooni? My desk is hidden beneath a mound of paperwork that just keeps growing.

I'm going to sleep early tonight in hopes of sidestepping the whole ordeal for a third day straight. Wish me luck.

EDIT: Had I not read about it in a friend's blog, I would have gone on completely oblivious to the shit-storm surrounding Nana's last set. It made me realize something about myself. I signed up for this site for the naked women showing off their tattoos and piercings, but I've stayed for the friends that I've made along the way. I don't even pay attention to new sets anymore. That revolving gallery at the top of the SG homepage goes by unnoticed by me on a daily basis. Turns out that I'm more interested in what soup Brandi made today, how LolaBlu is doing at auditions, or how far Teh Ferret has passed me in our "world tour of beer" (25 bottles?! Jesus, man... slow down! You win! You win!).