10/05/2003
So here I am, it's 2:30 in the A.M. and I'm here dealing with writer's block for my paper, listening to Being There and coming off the natural high that can only come from a strenuous night of bowling.
Yes I know that I've been negligent, and yes I'm sorry. I promise I'll make it up to you *hands reader a box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers*
How's my week been? Oof...awake before the sun with the wife and kiddies in order to make it to a training class at 7:30 AM. The training class consists of staring at a computer screen for eight unbearable hours through involuntary twitchy eyes that desire to stay closed and a caffeine-addled head with a brain pounding headache. On Mondays I go to class, where I sit some more until 10 PM...
I'm sorry...you didn't come here to hear the batching...how was your week? Kids good? Wife/Hubby happy? Dreams fulfilled?
Caleb's new habit is waking up at 2 AM, during on all the lights upstairs and opening and closing the bathroom door to our room forcefully while announcing his desire to go to the bathroom. I know he's not fully awake so my anger is tempered, but still...dude.
I've started to tinker with the guitar again ever since I found this site and found the tabs for a bunch of Wilco songs. So now I'm practicing my bar chords and B to E transitions and all that goodness and I've found it to be kind of therapeutic, a good way to unwind after a loooooong day.
Can you tell I'm half-awake? OK to sleep I go...more stuff to come later.
posted by Rob |
2:46 AM |
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