Early to Bed, And Early to Rise...

...makes a man or woman miss out on the night life.


Part of my brilliant plan, since work has become a little unpredicatable and I never know what time I'll be leaving, is to rise early (before 6:30 is early in my book), and go to the pool for a swim. I've been trying to do this every other day. Yesterday, my off day, I had to catch a 7:00 train to LA, so I've been up at this ungodly hour three days in a row.

I feel like hammered shit.

I suspect, subtly, yet deeply, that so called "morning people" are evil and that God has put such individuals on this earth to make me feel bad.