I have to wake up in three hours but I can't go to sleep because the only thing I've been doing the past hour (since I cut my game-watching event with the back half of the Fourth Quarter to go) is shit something close to something solid, but not.  My gut and colon are going to keep me up, I just know it.

And then I'll be groggy as shit getting up, and I'll be late getting to work.  Oh, and I have the task of picking up VIPs from their hotel.  I'll fart a really nasty fart while I'm driving, I'll tell you what.

Tomorrow is going to suck.