No rest for the wicked.

I am stupid sometimes, and I do stupid things.

Last night, I was meeting up with a couple cycling friends to watch the time trails(although I already knew the results), and to pick up J's bike from my friend T, who has been nice enough to house both our bikes since I hurt my knee. Sadly, I decided to have a Guinness. This led to, well, more and more, as we were waiting for the race to run. Finally, after all was said and done, I didn't get to bed until 12- which doesn't seem that bad, but I woke up this morning at 4:45.

This has the effect of destroying all corners of my consciousness.

More later, once I get my head on straight(er).