Dayum. I woke up after 2 hours of sleep. Again. I thought I was finally passed that. Damnit, I need my sleep! I have an IFR helicopter booked for 9 AM, guess it’s better than a VFR one ’cause I have to wear foggles for the instrument practices. (Foggles: Fogged goggles so you can only see the instrument panel in your helicopter - from the people that brought you sporks!) It’s easier on the eyes.

My roommate threw out that 6 feet floor lamp that I stole somewhere over a year ago and never got to work. Replaced it with some fancy $12 one from Walmart. One with those colored light bulbs that bugs can’t see…looks like my beanbag’s on fire when that thing’s on.

I installed World of Warcraft again, partly to remember why I stopped playing the damn thing but mostly ’cause my best friends brother bought him a copy and I wanted to help him out. Good stuff, doing stuff you like with the people you dig.

What kind of post do you expect from 2 hours of sleep? Screw it, I’m gonna go get something to eat and either watch anime or stare at my binary clock until I go flying or I pass out, whichever comes first.