So the weekend hasn’t started as smoothly or comfortably as one could hope. Nothing big or crazy, just some little personal issues that I have to use my much neglected… “suck it up and don’t complain” muscle.

It’s fun.

I swear.

Okay, but at least it’s good for me.

Now for the most pressing need, I have a meeting in a few hours (9), should I sleep 6-7 hours and get up and run? Or just sleep the whole time?

Hyatt, this is not tea. This is coffee. Coffee = bad. Tea = good. You know this. Fix it.