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Recently, it seems, all I think about is a drift place to lay down and drift out of consciousness. I’m so tired. Nights with little, interrupted, or poor sleep are accumulating and I’m near a breaking point. So getting up to speed here… Sean’s visit was great. I don’t want to say it was uneventful just because we didn’t accomplish anything spectacular… like a casino heist or solving a Rubik’s Cube blindfolded in under a minute… but it was just right. We hit a few of the yummy tummy spots around town for menu grazing, we took in a fabulous Deftones show (the way Chino and the gang are supposed to be absorbed… up close and personal), we played a lot of video games whilst consuming copious quantities of Diet Dr. Pepper, we stayed up late like little kids and paid for it the next day like grown ups… as federal inmate #55170-054 would say, “It’s a good thing.” Spanning the duration of Sean’s extended weekend here, I have been generally lazy and irresponsible when it comes to gym attendance and moderation of consumables. I feel out of whack. My plan was to jump back in the flowing river when he boarded the plane to fly back to L.A., but I had to fly to LA (think mudbugs, not botox) to work yesterday morning (and consequently, am still there now) for work. “The road is fuckin’ hard, the road is fuckin’ tough, yeah.” . Life on the road is not conducive to dietary goodness when schedules are tight. The stretch of an excuse for a hotel I’m staying in is not close to anything… well, anything but an Applebee’s. That’s great if you happen to be dining with Ricky Bobby, but not in almost any other case. I always feel so lonely when I travel. I think it’s the big ass beds and all that room for another person. My late lunch was so unsettling that I skipped dinner. I slept about 3 hours. “You know I’m talking about the road.” My mother is in town babysitting the grandkids. I’ve had this recent outbreak of fleas in my backyard. My pets have never had fleas other than the occasional one or two when we travel somewhere new that has a population, but they were assaulted a week or two ago. I think it is the squirrels bringing them in like troop carriers. I’ve had to flea bath the dogs every day or two, buy flea-a-cide for the yard, acquire flea collars for all the pets (which none have ever worn before), and even still the troops advance. It’s terrible. Ted and Jenny are throwing a birthday bash this weekend for Jenny’s big three ohhhhhhh. Other than that, I plan on not planning anything. I wanted to drive to the coast and visit friends and family from the hometown, but I need to recharge. There will be couch time… and with any luck, I can get back on the gym schedule tomorrow so I can regain some much needed energy. I am feeling my age.