I'm up and off early. I've got a meeting in Oakleigh with a friend for coffee, who then will go off and play golf. I'll admit I'm not that much of a golf fan. I tried to learn it a few years ago; I only liked the 19th hole (I'm not even sure that what the hole is lol) so I think that is my thing. Even then, I think that is a next year thing since I can't drink alcohol!
Then I'm off to rehab. Wonder what joys they've got for me today!
Then I'm off to Ivanhoe.
It's nice. It's strange. I have to keep myself in check. I'll throw it all away if I don't.
I'm not unaware that I didn't even like the PI and I ended up crazy about him.... So I figure it is time for me to fall for a guy that is nice. So I'm taking it slowly, or trying too.
Didn't get to sleep until about 3 am, stupid brain wouldn't shut up. If I take there medication I'm sleeping about 14 hours a day. I don't take it; I sleep about 6. Why can't they have something in between?