Nature to hurry up with the whole ankle-healing thing. C’mon! Let’s go!

You a link to an ad from 2008 advertising Kid Check, in case you’re still confused about why Chuck E. Cheese’s does this for some reason: 2008 CEC "Kid Check Stamp" Commercial

First I have a nightmare, then I wake up drowning in my own spit. I think my airways are clear of spit now, but I hope the rest of my day goes better.

I wish there was such a thing as artificial sleep or something. It would give us insomniacs the sleep we need even if no meds could totally fix it. Like just spray the artificial sleep in your face and become instantly well-rested.

It’s okay, it’s not okay, it’s okay, it’s not okay...

I just sprained my ankle. Ow owie ouch ouch!

I missed a couple spots when I put sunscreen on today. Owie skin.

Tired as all heck.

Why some people are into stupid stuff.

Bored and lonely because it’s my day off.