9/2/06
The unofficial end of summer looms upon the horizon. Right now I'm still mentally unstable and short tempered as a human being. My fucking ankle has started acting up again much to my dismay. Reckon once I start biking on a regular basis that it'll get better with exercise. Spot is on the desk and sniffing things trying to judge if they would be comical to knock on the floor.
The unofficial end of summer looms upon the horizon. Right now I'm still mentally unstable and short tempered as a human being. My fucking ankle has started acting up again much to my dismay. Reckon once I start biking on a regular basis that it'll get better with exercise. Spot is on the desk and sniffing things trying to judge if they would be comical to knock on the floor.
sleep
One of the things I hate most about mornings is how I wake up. On Friday morning I woke up as if I just hit the bed. Somehow the entire night was spent falling through space and becoming comfortable yet once my poor clock-radio decided it was 7:15 a.m. I awoke with a serious shock. I swear the feeling was the same as having impacted the bed.
by the way
Friday night it's 47.3 degrees in Colorado Springs. This is a wonderful apology for the horrible heatwave of early August.
