I shouldn’t be awake right. A combination of a stuffed up face, making it difficult to breathe, the bed way to fricken hot, volume either too high or, can only dogs hear it at this point. To the stomach ache that hit me probably around midnight. I was waking up a lot in the night.

And of course there’s the Podrick factor.

There’s always the Podrick factor to consider.

I feel just as bad for Crystal, who’s probably been up since 4. I just want a cool bed. A cat that doesn’t chew wires, and my beautiful wife to sleep more than 4.5 hours a night. Everything else will take care of itself after that.

It’s gonna be a busy day once the sun comes up. We’ll be heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for an oil change. Then we’ll do our weekend shopping. We’ll do the tour of the town, and then come back to The Flat.

But right now, I need copious amounts of coffee.

It’s Friday. It’s almost the weekend. SMACKDOWN! tonight.