I think dude's got a good point with me probably being nocturnal.
Lots of friendly bonking back and forth this morning. Best Friend reminded me of something I'd been trying to forget pretty hard: exactly *what* I'd been doing that I missed most of History of the World Part I. (Trust me, if you don't know already, you don't *want* to know, considering that I was watching the movie with my high school best friend.) I was hard-pressed to refrain from acting like a cthia pet when faced with battery acid to my best friend this morning. Instead, we discussed Pink Panther, Beavis and Butthead, and other forms of expression that I may or may not have missed in my culture-deprived youth.
(I watched the Pink Panther movies. I did not miss much with Beavis and Butthead.)
I'm glad I'm happy.
Ibuprofen is a good thing. So is caffeine.
I have good days around you, Best Friend Person. Thank you. (If you're reading this, which you're probably not.)
Ok, the caffeine is getting to me.