People,

This morning I had the pleasure of the little man that lives in my head waking me up at 6 AM. He didn't have anything important to talk about, but that didn't stop him from nagging my ass until I got out of bed. And he was nagging my ass about things like whether I'm doing well enough at the job I hate and how I'm going to have any money when Sarah and I get married. Thanks, pal.

There's nothing worse than being awake when you should be (and want to be) asleep, especially if you spend your waking moments worrying about dumb shit you have no control over.

Tonight that guy is going to keep his trap shut or he'll have Tylenol PM to answer to.