This morning, I woke up at 8:30am, without the alarm clock going off, even.
I was like, "wow! I'm not tired at all!"
I took a bus down to Oakland.
I was like "wow! I'm not tired at all!"
I went to Fuddle and ate the brunch french toast.
I was like "wow! I'm not tzngkh*snort*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
That'll teach me not to overexert myself. By trying to digest food.
