Why could I possibly be up at 7 in the morning? I went to sleep at 2 last night. It feels like I smoked a pack of cigarettes, but I haven't. Which is lame. I think my lungs are filled with barbecue smoke.
Kyle became an Uncle twice over this Christmas. His sister is pregnant and one of his friends from childhood (his wife is anyway). So, naturally, there is to much pregnant in my life right now.
It has been cold for a few days straight now and I'm already tired of it. We still haven't turned our heater on this season. Even if we did it isn't like we are going to turn it up over 60, and the house really isn't colder than that. Why bother?
I'm so tired. I haven't slept a wink. I'm soooo tired. My mind is on the blink.
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