Thursday, February 3

Six Hours of Sleep. Eighteen Hours Awake.

I'm guilty of posting after midnight (1:42 am), but I think it's worth mentioning that somewhere in those eighteen (almost 20 now) hours of being awake I heard, read, thought and/or said the following things:

1> 6:30 am - "What am I doing at the gym?"

2> 8:15 am - Environmental air pollution warnings around the midwest in February?

3> 8:20 am - Guy leaves deer head at Des Plaines, IL city hall to prove a point.

4> During an e-mail conversation at work:
10:23 am - E: "....hitting...the...wall.....sooon....." (see item #1)
10:24 am - ?: "you are going to need a mid-morning workout to keep ya going!"
10:25 am - Whaaaaaaaaaaa? (As pondered by my gutter-brain)

5> 12:30 pm - V: "Arbys is way the hell over there? Let's not go"

6> 5:05 pm - C: "This train will be making stops in Wheaton, Wilton and Geneva."

7> 9:30 pm - Upon meeting a few people at the Sleepout show in DeKalb, IL:
X: "So...what's new with you, Y?"
Y: "Um...well, I turn sixteen next month"
E: "Uh...Woah."

8> 10:15 pm - "I'll have a Red Bull and vodka."

9> 1:56 am - Need. Sleep. Now. Can't Sleep.

. . [~] . 0 (Grumble) Grumbles .


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