Last night very little got done. When I got off work, I simply went to
CompUSA to pick some stuff up, and went home. I ate two
hotdogs, drank 2
screwdrivers, watched the
simpsons, and went to bed, now this morning on the other hand I did a lot. I overslept, I broke the land speed
record, between
Nacogdoches and Lufkin and still was 30 minutes late to work. I haven't stopped moving since I got here, until now.
Ya ever just know it's gonna be one of those days?