Can't Sleep. Clown'll eat me.

My dumb ass had 4-5 beers and a Manhattan at Dawn's friends' wedding reception this afternoon, chased by a cup o' coffee. The booze knocked my ass out as soon as we got home at 445. The coffee took hold during tonight's boggle session. Now I'm up watching Chris Rock's new special. I just learned tonight that Chris Rock is banned in our house. I don't think that's gonna last.

Tomorrow morning, we have to leave early to get to the breast cancer walk that I told Dawn I'd do with her. Her friend passed away from breast cancer last month. She was 34. It's for a good cause, and it's exercise. Too bad I'm only gonna get 4 hours of sleep (or less) beforehand.

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