Notes
Holy moly - that was one draggin'-ass Christmas run! So got up at 4:30, had twice as much coffee as usual, opened presents with the family, then made a fat-ass breafast: eggs, sausage, and pumkin waffles. Ate an ass-load of everything (chased it down with whole milk) and felt like a fucking pig on the run! Oh yeah, and last night decided to switch from beer to champagne to scotch (but we're talkin' real-deal singe barrel Caribbean Cask shit - nice subtle carmel undertones - fucking superb scotch)..... Anyway, surprised I managed to keep the pace I did - Merry Christmas!