Waste of a day

I worked overnight on Monday and Tuesday to get a bunch of stuff that needed to be done done.  It was nice in the fact that I did not have to deal with people asking questions, be annoying, or just getting in the way.  So my sleep schedule got a little screwed up, but not to the point where I am wide awake at one in the morning.  

Wednesday morning I got back home a little after seven in the morning and promptly went to bed.  Fell asleep a little bit later and woke up at two thirty.  A nice, college student type time to get up.  The best part, I think, is that I went back to bed six hours later.  Oh yes my friends, I was up Wednesday for six hours.  Even though I got a decent amount of sleep in the morning, I still had to force myself to go to sleep at my normal time so I could get back on my normal sleeping pattern.  

Now, it is eight o'clock at night and I need to get ready for bed again at an early hour.  Why?  I have to work in eight hours.  Four in the morning.  

*Whoo whoo* They should be up cooking breakfast.  

BAH!

I got stuck next to a urinal talker tonight while I was out for a few beers.  I thought that urinal talking was a social no-no and that everyone knew that.   

Guess not.  

Continuation of a curse

Ever since the season of 2006 when the Detroit Tigers made it to the World Series, they have been on ESPN on occasion.  The only problem is that they always seem to lose when they are on ESPN.  I have insisted that there has been an 'EPSN curse' ever since the World Series.  And it continued tonight.  After their first win in this most recent series with the Yankees, I was hopeful for either a sweep or at least two wins out of the three games.  However, they got spanked last night, 0-11 and I turned the channel after they were losing 1-8.  The channel they were on?   ESPN.  

Some, like my wife, think that I am just nuts.  However, it is true.  They need to stop playing on a national stage until they make it back to the playoffs (and they WILL).  Whenever they are on a local Fox Sports station, they do just fine.  They took two of three from the Royals this past weekend, and all three games were broadcast on Fox Sports Kansas City down here (and I would assume Fox Sports Detroit).  

They have done okay on other channels such as TBS, FOX, and TNT, but ESPN is their white whale for some reason.  I can't pin point it.  

Weekend off

I have the weekend off.  The first weekend I have had off since the last weekend of March.  Technically, I had easter sunday off, but it was not a real day off because of all the stuff we did.  So yeah, three weeks in a row I was at work during the busiest times.  I'm not really complaining because it wasn't all that bad, but still.  

We are heading up to Topeka Saturday to attend an art auction called Concealed Revealed which was started in 2004.  It is an effort to stop violence against women that was started by students who attended Washburn University, so it is for a great great cause.  

And then on Sunday, we are moving eastward to Kansas City to partake in the great american past time.   BASEBALL!  The Tigers are playing the Royals this weekend as they wrap up a road trip.  They will only be playing in KC this weekend and then once more during the week in May.  The weather is still up in the air.  There is a chance of rain Sunday afternoon, but I am hoping that it will blow over by game time.  

counterproductive planning

I have been very tired and run down lately, something I attribute to work.  Early mornings and no naps afterwards...bad combination.  So I figured I would try to get a head of the game and go to bed an hour earlier than usual, which meant about 8:30, read for a little bit, and then fall asleep.  I would wake up around five o'clock with close to eight hours of sleep, something I haven't had on a work day in a very long time.  The first part went great.  Fell asleep as soon as my head it the pillow, but my body had other plans for the morning.  

It is apparent this early morning, that my body doesn't want eight hours of sleep, it only wants about seven.  In the grand scheme of things, one hour is not a big deal, but on a day to day level, it really is.  So instead of waking up around five, it was four o'clock.  Wide awake.  Fantastic.  On the other hand, it did allow me to make some more coffee, download some podcasts, update my fantasy baseball teams, write this, and watch the weather.  

But I would have enjoyed that last hour of sleep.