19 hours and counting...

I've pretty much reversed my sleep cycle.

Only way to fix it: stay up for 1 day/night combo.

Progress: Shitty.

It might be the lack of food, dehydration, annoyance, or overconsumption of caffeine and nicotine, but I feel weird. Pizza and apple juice FTW! (BTW Chris, I'm eating your last pizza. You're going to Cuba, you won't miss it.)

Also, my shoulder is killing me. Need to stop sleeping on couches. I can't remember the last time I slept in my own bed during the night. Wacky.

Mmm pizza...

Music of the midafternoon

You know those songs that just sum up your mood/life perfectly? I don't find them very often, so when I do they bring me much joy. Then I ruin it a little by hitting replay 17x.

Because dancing around naked when no-one's home is more fun than a one night stand.

hmmmm....

I smell good. Like, really good.

Delightful times with wonderful people make me happy inside. But it makes the terrible times with other people feel significantly more awful. Maybe I should have gone to Brantford. I doubt it.

I helped B take up smoking. She's not very good. It's nice that I can pass my skills on to the next generation. Most of my skills are not appropriate for anyone to observe, then attempt to copy while I instruct and correct. "It's more something I'd have to show you..."

I keep having sex dreams about the oddest people. It both entertains and unnerves me. Getting laid would most likely help with that. Hmmm...