What the hell is sleep? Honestly, I have been a wreck since last night. I couldn't sleep, and I had to avoid all media outlets, so I threw on some NBA TV, hoping to see some Western Conference hoops, maybe seeing Nash and the Suns running on people, instead I got to see a documentary on Wilt Chamberlain, while not a fan of his, it was better than the other crap on TV. I decided to pass out while watching a UFC DVD from about 1 AM until 3 AM. Then for some reason, I had to take a shower, I felt dirty. Laid back in bed, tossed, turned, so I threw on some more UFC, passed out from about 4:30 until 6. Took another shower after that, why, I have no clue. I threw on some 360, played some Live 07, wrecked Portland with the Cavs in my season, then went to work with a look on my face that screamed "Look at me even the wrong way and I will hurt you."
Even tonight, I have been anti social. Not talking to friends or family, just feeling like somebody walked up to me and kicked me in the nuts, then took my dog and shot him, then stole my X-Box 360.