Clearly, yesterday was a lousy day.
Lousy days just tend to lead to lousier nights.
Lousy nights are unpleasant just by themselves.
Being alone in a not so tiny home during a lousy night, Exponentially Unpleasant.
Enter: Sleep Deprivation.
Soon following: Delusional
Last night was just a lousy, lonely, unpleasant night.
At 6AM when I was still awake watching Law & Order looking for clues as to where each scene was shot, it was crystal clear today would be an unproductive day.
I'm not fighting it. I'm going to bed. I think I sufficiently stared down every personal issue presently on the table and then moved to Conrad Murray, some financial crisis in Greece, Occupy Wall Street (or Oakland or LA or wherever), an asteroid that is going to streak through the sky.....
Oh.... oh dear. Joe Frazier. Rest in peace. Liver cancer. This morning I read he was in hospice and just a moment ago, I see he's one more victim of this insidious disease we call cancer.
That does it for me.