Eyes closing...brain activity low...
Need sleep. So sleepy. Our cookout seemed to be a success. I, however, failed miserably at going to sleep. Got a couple hours in yesterday, but then went to go watch Courtney's Ultimate All-Star game, where Ryan and Josh quickly became drunk spectators. Then they decided to drink more beer at Pickle Barrel, where they begged to start a fight. Took them to Ryan's place and watched them begin to drink what was yet another alcoholic beverage, Thunderbird?...since we had cleaned the liquor store out of night train. Used Ryan's computer, sat down for the first few minutes of wrestling and then decided to leave. So, I gave Josh Cupples a pitying glance said goodnight and headed for home. Arrived home only to discover that Jessica had already misplaced her guest cat. Luckily, though, it had wedged itself under Corrine's bed...once out it quickly made it's way under my bed. Silly cat.
Lunch is over time to go man the desk...and study. STUDY!!!
Lunch is over time to go man the desk...and study. STUDY!!!