Oh boy.

Don't remember when I went to sleep last night, but I got up at 3 pm today, and didn't leave bed until five, probably.
I threw up at breakfast/dinner. It's cool though, I'm a pro at it.

There's a once-a-month amateur wrestling match in Lawerenceville - it sounds so rowdy and yinzer, I must go. Met up with R. after it, and he was sleeping on the couch at a super loud bar. So you know it must be good.




I think:
I'm learning.
I can do it.