gawd

I’m turning sleeping hard into an art form. Next up on X-TREME SPORTS: Who can SLEEP THROUGH ANYTHING? I thought I got up and showered 3 separate times this morning (not including the time I *did*). You’d think the fact that one time I woke up in Cork, another time in Anchorage, and the third in New York City, might’ve clued me in to something being not quite right, but no, not so much.

OTOH, I woke up knowing how I was going to rewrite at least part of COYOTE and with an idea of where to start on TQB today, so I’m feeling quite zoomy and wide-eyed and chipper.

Also, just sent me this, which I thought was laugh-out-loud funny. :)