12-09-2016, 07:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-18-2019, 03:05 PM by RTBoss.
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Fark, I'm tired.
Had a nap this afternoon, and after waking I just felt weird. That feeling where you're awake and physically refreshed, but still feel absolutely drained. That feeling has persisted all day.
Went to the game tonight (yay, my boys are 10-0 and top 10, baby!) and had a good time. I'm glad the game was early, b/c I'm ready to sleep.
I had planned to fast until dinner today, but my hunger didn't allow it. It's not ravenous, but I can't go the day without eating. So I ate before the game, and decided to get my son a hotdog at the game. I'm waiting in line forever, only to find out that they're out of hotdogs. Argh! So I take my 2.5 y/o halfway around the damn arena to get into another long line. In front of me is a dad with his 3 y/o. He starts asking me about my son, and then became a motormouth from there - like we were best friends!
One of the ladies in front of us, a pretty classy chick about 10 years older than me, purposely brushed my thigh with her fingernails as she went to leave for halftime. Another one of the women, who usually dotes on my kid, was especially talkative to me. In all the seasons I've been coming to these games, these people never used to talk to me, just my folks.
There was a big-breasted brunette (I'm a boob man, and love me some tiggle bitties) was sniped in the same row ahead of us, way off to my right. She was with a guy, but she couldn't stop craning her neck to stare at me. I noticed that later in the game she looked downright stressed! It wasn't because our team was losing, as we murdered the competition tonight.
Anyway, healing is still front-and-center and the energy it's requiring is a doozy. Looking forward to a long, deep sleep tonight.
Had a nap this afternoon, and after waking I just felt weird. That feeling where you're awake and physically refreshed, but still feel absolutely drained. That feeling has persisted all day.
Went to the game tonight (yay, my boys are 10-0 and top 10, baby!) and had a good time. I'm glad the game was early, b/c I'm ready to sleep.
I had planned to fast until dinner today, but my hunger didn't allow it. It's not ravenous, but I can't go the day without eating. So I ate before the game, and decided to get my son a hotdog at the game. I'm waiting in line forever, only to find out that they're out of hotdogs. Argh! So I take my 2.5 y/o halfway around the damn arena to get into another long line. In front of me is a dad with his 3 y/o. He starts asking me about my son, and then became a motormouth from there - like we were best friends!
One of the ladies in front of us, a pretty classy chick about 10 years older than me, purposely brushed my thigh with her fingernails as she went to leave for halftime. Another one of the women, who usually dotes on my kid, was especially talkative to me. In all the seasons I've been coming to these games, these people never used to talk to me, just my folks.
There was a big-breasted brunette (I'm a boob man, and love me some tiggle bitties) was sniped in the same row ahead of us, way off to my right. She was with a guy, but she couldn't stop craning her neck to stare at me. I noticed that later in the game she looked downright stressed! It wasn't because our team was losing, as we murdered the competition tonight.
Anyway, healing is still front-and-center and the energy it's requiring is a doozy. Looking forward to a long, deep sleep tonight.
