it can't be Friday already

Even with the Labor Day holiday, I can't believe how fast this week has flown by.

Still have so much shit to take care of before the weekend and during the weekend.

But thank God it IS Friday because that means payday. Been squeaking by the last 10 days, managing every expenditure, but now there will be some extra cash available and I can finally get:

• The massage I've been dying to get for 10 days.
• The haircut I've been putting off -- or do I let it grow? Or maybe a high-and-tight? Or the usual shave? Hmm ...
• Get a couple new pairs of pants that fit my more svelte self

Bam!

tonight's goal ...

... is to try to fall asleep before 2 a.m. for the first time this whole week.

Let's hope there are no compelling shows on TV, such as "Swamp People" or "Bones" or ...

sleepless

I really should be asleep by now.

Saturday night/Sunday morning I was up until almost 6 a.m. Woke up at noon. Laid around the apartment pretty much all day, doing nothing.

Felt tired all day, drowsy even.

And yet here it is, 1 a.m., and I've been trying to go to sleep for about 2 hours. Nada. Nothing.

Still awake.

Bleah.