I'm Tired.

   I was up for 19 hours yesterday on about 6 hours of sleep.  I awoke a little more than 9 hours later, not feeling rested, and still feeling a little stoned from last nights bong rips.

   Oh well.  It's always taken me a couple hours to really wake up.  I should drink more coffee, but just thinking of all that caffiene makes me sick.  My music studio is really coming along. I think I'm going to finally look into some padding for the walls, for its acoustic properties, and also I'm hoping it will reduce the amount of noise that leaks out.  Not easy being a musician in an apartment building.  Our next door neighbors just recently got evicted for noise complaints, but that was just a barking dog.

   I was thinking about working on my comic more today, but what I really need to due is put away the laundry, load the dishwasher, and pick up the bedroom/living room.  Bleh!  I know it's a cliche, but I hate housework.  I wish my girl was more tidy, she's as messy as me, if not more so.

   AHH!!  When will my damn nose stop running!!  I had a cold the last couple weeks, and now it's just allergies, but it won't stop!  I just produce mucus all fucking day and night.  I think I've used more TP on my nose this month then on my ass.  It's all because right now, its almost 90 degrees outside, the high predicted today is 102(!) and the pollen count isn't high today, its severe.   Ouch.

Fuck it.  I'm gonna get dressed, go cash my check, get some breakfast, and try and enjoy the hottest fucking day of June.

This is Portland!!  Wheres all the rain!!!