It's · just · not · fair...

 I'm more realistic now, but I still hate being right about people.

I'm also more tired than I've ever been, I think. I have no memory of being more tired than this. 

My mother woke me up at 8 am today, but I couldn't be grumpy since the niece and nephew were around. They seem to thing I'm the on of the greatest people alive, and that makes me really happy. They're 9 and 6, respectively, so they just don't know that college bums with subpar hygiene are a dime a dozen. But that's okay, I appreciate the appreciation. We went to one of those underground cavern/cave deals, with stalactites and ancient bat shit and everything. My niece thought it looked like an underground vampire palace. It did. She called it 'scool' since it was both scary and cool. it really was. 

I am not ashamed to admit that I liked the underground vampire palace every bit as much as the kiddos, if not more.

Then I ate a hamburger, installed the Sims for my niece, and fell asleep. I've been asleep for decades. Eons, really. Now I'm going to go watch Batman, or Lord of the Rings, or whatever. Because I can. Then I'm going to sleep for more eons. Because I'm tired. I'm really, super tired. 

But I liked today.