cock-a-doodle-what-the-fuck?

this entry is being started at 4:53am this morning…

…and why i’m up at this hour i have no idea…let alone why i’ve actually been up FOR an hour at this point. went to bed around eleven or so on my usual cocktail of vodka and tylenol pm, yet around 2:30 woke up realizing the window was open (it wasn’t too cool here last night, either) and dozed about another half hour, couldn’t turn my head off (long story) and here i am on four hours of sleep…

…this might catch up with me in a bit, although last time this ended with me & shane popping cousin greg’s strip club cherry – is this when we end up in boystown for that other excursion shane thinks he needs?

time will tell, i suppose – i’m gonna go take care of the dogs and be waiting in san marcos when s.m.a.c. (i.e. “the gym” for now) opens its doors at 6am…