G'Night.

I was going to go to bed three hours ago, and then I didn't. And now my tomorrow "on the job" in Toronto is going to suck even more because of the tired.

I don't like being fat. I wonder what it's like to be thinnish. I've never known. Woe is me blah blah blah. No one to blame but myself.

I want to go home and snuggle up next to my girl. Booford can hop up on the bed, too, as long as he doesn't get between us.