never underestimate the potency of slug-like tendencies.
i just spent about 4 hours developing bloodshot eyes from watching several episodes of prison break. yeah i know im kinda slow, always the last one to get in on the good stuff. but oh my dawg, prison break is one of the most fucking interesting shows i've ever watched. it was thrilling from the very start, right until approximately an hour ago when i had to practically tear myself away from the tube and get outta bed to stretch. i dont think i made a single trip to the kitchen for munchies. i think thats a pretty clear indication of the magnitude of its greatness.
so i guess my life kinda revolves around television, mcdonalds, and fiddling about on my laptop during random lapses of idle time. i actually passed up a date at poptart just so i could sit around on my ever expanding ass and glue my vision to the tele. not that the idea of zouk had been a very enticing one to begin with.
i'm barely surviving on five hours of interrupted sleep, zero naps, low nuitrition and torture from killer rays this afternoon when i was sitting at the street soccer court dodging wayward balls. fatigue is giving me a headache - its outcry of rage against my peaceful demonstration.
brazil vs. france is probably one of the must-see matches of this world cup, but i honestly dont think i'm gonna be able to make it.
goodnight, fellas. goodnight bom, who's sleeping on my floor :)