I’m about to pass out. I’d blame going too hard at the gym in a week when I’m recovering from some sort of cold, or having THMFIC design workouts where we’re running out side in the 38°F cold, or yet something else that didn’t have to do with my foolishly not sleeping enough, but we all know it’s probably a combination of everything. I thought I should finish my compulsive blithering before it got too late, but I remembered I had to check some work email before I hit the hay. It’s too bad I just didn’t forget that.

The workout at the gym today was pretty short, and afterwards I got to use the NEW GLORIOUS MOP BUCKET. Now if I could only get one of those yellow signs that say, “CUIDADO – PISO MOJADO,” life would be a bit more complete. Screw all the dating things on my resolutions, I NEED A MOPPING SIGN.

OK, that’s it. I have to get some sleep.