Some stupid guy needs to get some sleep.

If I had any sense (and if you’ve reading this you probably have some idea of how much sense I have) I’d probably be asleep right now. But I started watching some TV shows from the last few nights and they’re addicting like the Skittles I really shouldn’t have open on the kitchen table all the time. Fortunately for me, I probably only eat a half-dozen individual Skittles in a day, and according to the intarweb there are an estimated 31 to 41 individual Skittles in a bag. So even if I ate ten a day, that means I eat one small bag every three to four days. My mom buys them at Costco in boxes of 36 bags, so 1116 to 1476 little Skittles in a box, or 1296 on the average. That’s about one hundred thirty days of Skittles in a box. And what can I gain from this calculation? I’m not really sure. What I am sure about is that I ought to turn off the TV and this computer and get some sleep.

I have noticed that I’m getting better at running around the building, probably because it’s much shorter than running around the block at the old gym. I also noticed that my eyes are starting to get itchy so the first day of spring tomorrow (also my mom’s birthday) may signal the start of hay fever season. It’s hard to run hard when your nose is running as well.