Sleep? I doh-ah nee no steenkin’ sleep.
Visine, now. And coffee. They come in handy. 7:20 am and all is well. Or something. I fell asleep in a rage because I had written, of course, the perfect post. Oh, it was a thing of beauty. It was the post to end all posts. And then I accidentally opened a new window while checking to make sure my ulti-post was as perfect as I knew it was. And it was gone. Man, it was beautiful, though. You woulda loved it. I mean it.
So anyway. That’s what I get when I try to post once more after I said I was going to sleep.
Now? Now I’m awake. Awake and ashamed to admit that I found this tremendously well-written essay on jetpacks not at the site of its creator, but over at Once I noticed I was on fire, I decided to relax and enjoy the fall.