...then I realized I could no longer form a coherent thought.
I'm moving into that stage of tiredness, you know, where you feel a little bit drunk.
I'm not complaining--I have vague memories of feeling this way last year so I'm not unprepared for it.
I will be BACK ON THE AIR at Empire Radio in about an hour and a half...that should be amusing. PRobably more music than talk, as I'm not sure I can speak without slurring right now.
I have no idea where I was going with this post.
Apple slices dipped in peanut butter ROCK.
I feel like I have some important things to say, to get off my chest, to vent...but damned if I can think of a single one right now.