Damn dude. I knew I had stuff to do, but damn. That whole procrastinating thing doesn't seem to be paying off. But my laundry is done and my car is reasonably cleaned out and I don't think I have anything else to do before I get rolling in the morning.
It's beginning to sink in that I drive for a living and now, on a break from work, I'm about to drive 800 miles each way for a football game. Weird.
Hopefully a quick six pack will help me get a little sleep before long. If not, we'll go the Tylenol PM route. It looks like about a thirteen hour drive is in store for me. Better get moving early.
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