6 minutes this morning. Gotta be quick.
A recap on last night. Our team played 9 ball in Colmar, we won again. I didn't play last night because it seems that everyone has taken a night off except for me. So I thought it would be nice to let the rest of the folks play, and I would sit and watch. During our practice I played really well, and feel that I could have played well against anyone on the other team, but I didn't. No regrets. I brushed up on my score keeping ability, just ducky. The night did seem to kind of last forever up to a certain point, but fun was had, and most importantly we won.
I slept like a champion last night. From about 11:30pm until 6:00am. That's the perfect amount of sleep for me. The past week I've been going to sleep between 10p and 10:30p and I can't take sleeping that much. My body isn't used to it, and from what I can tell has little to no interest in that extra hour. It seems to make for a much sleepier work day when I get more than 6 hours or so. It probably speaks to the way I've conditioned myself to live with a lack of sleep. I've been doing it for years, and my body isn't enjoying the whole "keep the body guessing" thing. Sorry body, once I get older I'll slow down, but for now I feel like every minute I spend sleeping is a minute I could be doing anything better. You can always sleep, but you can't always live.
I don't know what this weekend has in store for me. Hopefully something I can sink my teeth into and enjoy. There's some options out there, but I'm not sure which road I'll go down. Whatever it is, I'm going to enjoy it into the ground, because that is what weekends are for. It'd be nice to have some company at some point, but we'll just have to see how it all shakes out.
My 6 minutes is over, and it's time to get to work. I hope I have a great day, but i fear nothing will top yesterday. End transmission.
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