Thursday, February 26, 2009

fall of the monkey walk

Get your paws off me you damn dirty ape!
-Taylor, Planet of the Apes


Sleep I hear you calling. Oh yeah. Brush teeth. Blog. Set alarm clock.

It was a nice night in, wathcing last night's LOST. That show is freaking great.

Long day - nothing too bad, but 27 itty annoying things, including not even being able to buy a stick of deodorant because the woman didn't have change of a 20E bill! I was sweating like Jabba the Hut. My odor was offensive to myself and others. But it was everything together that finally toppled the monkey walk.

Nothing a night's sleep won't fix.

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