I was planning a big post tonight, all about my adore-revile relationship with professional wrestling.
But then it started to get late, and for all shakes and arguments, I am just too tired. The whole topic is way too much of a mess to try and organize a coherent post this close to bedtime.
It's kind of how it's been this whole month. Too goddamn tired. My job screws with my sleep cycles and a guy like me really needs some sort of routine to keep his brain from jumping out of his head.
Change is needed.
Wrestling, though. I dare you to show me a decent Great Khali match. Double triple dog dare you with a cat on the side.
You won't be able to. Just give up now.
Yarr
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