Want to go night-night

8:03 am
Barely can keep eyes open...

Dog update:
Yesterday afternoon I made my way down to Akron with Buster to go see the Doggie Eye Specialist.
Highlights:
-Buster had to have paper strips stuck in his eyes to see if he was producing enough tears- it was painful to watch.
-Buster has an "Indolent Corneal Ulcer": http://www.cairnrescue.com/docs/IndolentCornealUlcer.htm
So now I have to decide what to do with him.
Yuck.

I was a little down about that but lucky for me Angry Johnny decided to take me out to dinner!
I chose Lola!
It was just as good as when Bill T. and I went.
http://jarthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/pepto-bismol-i-love-thee.html
Bill could not join us so I decided to eat a little before I met AJ so that I wouldn't scarf down all the food thus saving enough for Bill to have a good amount of my leftovers.
Hey, you give me an amazing ring, and I save food for you. (I normally don't share food well, I become very territorial)

After dinner we decided to meet up with Capt D. and MCD.
Partytard met up with us as well.
Walking into the bar, Bill T. was also arriving so it made for a good group.
The place was d-e-a-d but we managed to secure some beers (Partytard was a Miller Lite WINNER!) and just hung out.
Maybe it was the wine I had at dinner, or maybe it was just the people around me, but I decided that I was going to throw caution to the wind and stay out late (having made a previous decision that I would just go into work late).
I think Bill T. was a little tired bc he decided to go home so I went as well.
It was around 11:15- which actually is VERY late for me to be out on a Monday night- I'm a nerd I know.
We get home and I set my alarm clock and crawl into bed.
5:20am BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP
WTF??????????????????????
Yeah, I forgot to CHANGE my alarm setting for later (see previous decision to go into work late).
Well once that g-d alarm goes off, the dogs start stirring and there is no going back.
I got up.
Walked/fed the dogs.
I worked out.
At 6:42am I stood in our kitchen and wavered back and forth between getting in the shower, and crawling back into bed.
I decided that just sucking it up and going to work on time would be best.
WRONG WRONG WRONG
Because right now I am like a zombie.
I know that going to sleep around midnight does not seem that late, but my body is used to passing out on the couch at around 10:30 pm or so.
So right now I am sitting here deciding how early I can leave work and not have to hear the 400 lb. gorilla I work with moan and groan (above the usual moaning and groaning she does just from walking).