Running on 3 hours of sleep after a marathon poker session from 7 pm to 4 am. During this time I had 2 track suits and 6 beers, not too much on the drinking end of the spectrum.
I also managed a huge sandwich…oh wait, some chips…more??? I had 2 sausages before I left the house…and? I may have had a slice of pizza at 3 am.
Oh…came home with $530. Feel like death. Might even be sick…and we are off to run errands and hit the Indian buffet. Hopefully that gets me around the bend!
I am supposed to perform a 5km run today…maybe later…after a nap.
Quote of the day…thus far:
Picture it in your mind’s nostril: you get in a cab in time to catch twin thugs named Vomit and Cologne assaulting a defenseless pine-tree air freshener.
I’m on my way.