batskeets | I'm going to sing the Doom Song now.

Day Two of the Week of Doom, heh. We're shooting with a senior in a bit, and it should rock pretty hard. It'd rock more if I was at 100% operating levels, but I'd say I'm at, oh, 75%. But, I have a plan in mind, which makes things more manageable, so that'll make up at least some of that missing 25%.

I called in sick to wushu tonight, which is legit, because I haven't exactly been feeling the fire to train lately, and training when I'm not feeling great is not going to help with that. At. ALL. I should probably work on my Halloween costume, but I have a feeling it'll just be a whole lot of laying around and sleeping. Sleep is beautiful. Juuuust sayin'.

Oh, yeah, sleeping. Definitely. Have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to shoot for The Job tomorrow. WEEK OF DOOM, I tell you. If I'm spectacularly bad about email, text, whatever this week, I apologize in advance.

I would also like to be on skates right this very minute. I'm getting a little obsessed. Reading Down and Derby on the bus is probably not helping with that, either. ;)

And, in conclusion, Doom doom doomy doom doom.