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It's 6:30 and I'm ready to go to bed. Staying out til 5 am on Sunday morning was probably not a good idea. Although it was a lot of fun.

I watched a lot of very bad football this weekend, drank a lot of beer and got very little sleep. The Titans need to learn how to play defense. Work was long. I intended to get my apartment more cleaned up than I did but I just can't be arsed to care tonight.

I'm headed to New Orleans this weekend and I'm pretty excited. I've never been. Any suggestions on where to go and what to see besides Bourban street?

Randomly, can you imagine going through life being called Satchel? Why do parents do things like this to their childern?