i didn't sleep well last night. not a good sign of being able to get up at the crack of dawn for the next couple weeks. of course, i will have plenty of time for sleep when i'm dead.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both pretty good last night.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
i didn't sleep well last night. not a good sign of being able to get up at the crack of dawn for the next couple weeks. of course, i will have plenty of time for sleep when i'm dead.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both pretty good last night.
so mom likes having big breakfasts on Sunday morning. i'm not a big fan of it, but, since i do 95% of the cooking now, i more or less just shut up and start cooking. so, this morning was biscuits, sausage gravy and eggs. what i always try to do is never burn the food. so, you can imagine the frustration when the biscuits were a little extra brown when they came out of the oven. i know none of this stress is good for me. i know that the biscuits weren't burnt. even better, i do understand that perfection is not fucking possible. i'm 47 years into trying to unfuck my mind from growing up and never being good enough at anything where my parents could be proud. now, my mother at least put forth the effort. my father couldn't have cared less. now, if i would have been rich in my early 20's, i can guarantee you my father would have been proud; until he realized he wasn't seeing a fucking penny of the money. so yeah, welcome to my Sunday morning. had a soccer team blow a 3 goal lead that blew up an early morning parlay from Europe. good times.
the Yankees won last night in Kansas City, 5-2. that gave them 82 wins on the season. 31 years in a row over .500. today is the last game of the season, i won't be surprised when heads start to roll tomorrow. if they don't make some moves, they are kidding themselves that any of this shit is going to change.