Let me yawn....... let me yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn.... (to the theme of thong song)

Let me yawn....... let me yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn.... (to the theme of thong song) Threee hours of sleep people...three hours. I feel a little like Nic Cage in "Leaving Las Vegas". Honestly now. But good drinks last night, fun dinner and just all around good times for the usual crew. It is funny when the most boring of things become a better time then you thought. I just hope that I don't smell like Liza coming out of detox. Really now people. I just hope so.