1126pm. TELL SLEEP I’M COMING. TELL IT I’M COMING, AND HELL’S COMING WITH ME.
HELL’S. COMING. WITH ME.
I don’t even know what all that means.
I DO know that I’m sleepy, and that I’ve had an excellent day. Really awesome. Makes perfect sense, as tomorrow I’ll be spending the majority of the day cooped up at the Staples Center, making sure the folks don’t die during the Pac Ten Tournament.
Did I mention I care nothing for basketball?
I care nothing for basketball.
I do care for money! Tomorrow I will be making money. Mmmm, money.
AND SO, tonight I sleep, tomorrow I “work.” And if you have to work tomorrow, this shot of Alie, in the 2nd street tunnel in lovely downtown LA (I told her it’d be okay, we weren’t on the Hobo Side) is for you.