Come on over and do the twist. . . yeah, heh. . . .

I have not touched a bell since Monday night's massacre. My left SI joint is tender, I may have overstretched it. Love you so much it makes me sick, yeah, heh. . .

Ate a jar of peanut butter and a pound of ground beef last night. Add in 6 hamburger buns and a pound of cheese and you have one fat, miserable bastard. Had a bunch of shit today that I never went near. Started something new today that made me tired (I think), and of course this is what'll happen:
I'll leave the House in a few minutes to go teach my two evening classes.
I will come back feeling wide awake and motivated.
I'll be up until very. very late.

And why does that suck? Because tomorrow my first appointment is at 0515 and my day does not end until 1930. I have 11 session tomorrow, more than I have done in a long time. But this fat girl can't complain cause I made my bed and I must sleep in it. Tomorrow may as well start right now.