Living Dead Guy...
operating on 2 1/2 hours of sleep - feeling QUITE disoriented and woozy - feel like a narcoleptic episode waiting to happen. Smackdown was mighty fun, as well as the after event IHOP (required!) decompression - rode like banshees through the nastier parts of the West side - and managed to keep myself from gripping the "Holy S**t!!!" loop until my hands bled. Life is still kinda sucky - but at least I had a good time yesterday - that's gotta mean something, right?