Mow Mow Mow Your Lawn

or 50% of it at least.

I plan to get the rest of it tomorrow.

Finish Him!

Oh yeah, I'm toast!

I ran out of energy around 9am.
The machine that I am, was running on fat fumes I suppose.
Mowing the lawn was on my agenda after work.
But then I had to stay late.
Then I had to run a few errands.
Followed-up by some Solomonster time.
Running into darkness.
You don't suppose I planned it that way, do you.
Crap, now I have to get up really early on a Saturday.
The lawn really needs a cutting and it's going to be 90 degrees tomorrow.
I don't mind heat, but I do not want it in April.
Alright Dr. Flab, where are you?

Productivity

Not so much, really.

I did my best impression of a potato.

I win!

Week #4 begins.

Pokemon: Kabutops

This ancient member of the Pokemon family is a cross of how I feel today. I feel old and I feel like a fighter. I charged through a fair amount of work today, but I yawned and my body seemed to creek and wail as I moved. It started with not wanting to get up this morning. And it's ending with me going to bed, right now. Night night. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

What?

It's like a superhero wetdream, but I'm not sure what they are trying to tell me.

I'll have to think about this some more.
Oh, and be very glad you didn't hang with me this weekend.
The body odor was just kicking in high gear.
I sure hope it's a one-off sort of thing and not just my nose being over sensitive. I'd hate to think that THAT'S how I smell all the time and was just not aware of it. Shower's helped but only for so long. We'll see.