After a long physically hard week at work with body to the point of shutting down you would think I would be sleeping like a baby. Instead, these past Saturday and Sunday mornings I've been waking at the "crack" of dawn to find myself practically sleepwalking to my comfy game chair, kicking my legs up and putting in work for the first few hours of the day. Then suddenly, horrified, I find that it's Sunday. Sunday evening and im left with a feeling of dread. -blam!- it I'm staying up cause if I work hard I should be able to play hard am I right or wrong fellas. So I grind until I can't keep my eyes open. I drink coffee, red bull, anything to get the most time in dammit cause life is short and time is ticking and I may not have time tomorow. Who am I kidding, I'll find time. My wife is bitching, got some kids somewhere around here, and we just got a cute little dog. Or has he been part of the family? My brains turning to mush, morals are out the window, and I sometimes wonder if I pay child support will I still be able to afford a small apartment and top of the line Internet. I'm got the shakes from not getting in yet. Got.....to.........play........DESTINY!