Midnight and I’ve been waitin’ on the 12:05

Here we are. Podrick is being 100% Podrick this morning. I was the one that pulled him off my night stand, and tossed him into the hallway, so if possible, I could get another hour of sleep. And I did get another hour of sleep. But sometime in the night I think Podrick took my mask off my face, so I had to improvise. I grabbed my buff, and threw that on, and climbed back into bed, and forcing myself to relax, I fell back asleep.

We watched Clash in Paris yesterday. It’s been weird watching wrestling at noon. Today will be the last day to watch it so early. I was sports entertained by all the matches. They were all good, with a couple of surprises. Both the Beautiful One and I thought they put on a great show. I’m pretty sure the John Cena had the biggest reaction from the audience. Like I told Crystal, you’re gonna yell as loud as you can, it’s his final appearance in France as a wrestler. And he still put on an amazing match.

I need an allergy pill, and a refill on my coffee. Happy Monday, bitches!