g'day

It is 4 a.m.
I set my alarm clock for 6:30, which is a crime in itself on a Saturday morning. But the piece of k-mart-bought trash which I identify as my alarm clock protested and woke me up three hours earlier than we agreed on. Not very kind. So I am wandering around aimlessly. I don't want to go back to sleep because then I have to go through the struggle of liberating myself of the nocturnal world (wake up) again. It is 4 a.m. and it is dark, but it is morning for me.

Ok. Also, my fist is in a bowl of ice because I have spyware. How are they related, you ask? Oh, they are 1st cousins... because spyware slows down my computer and a slow computer makes me slam my fist onto the keyboard.

Good morning.