Work went by without an issue.
Went to our kickball game. And damn, we kicked some balls. After the first 10 points, I didn't feel so happy about scoring anymore. The team we played against just played right before; they had a double-header. I also think they were part of some corporate team, so probably didn't have the best selection of players. Not that that is a bad thing, we're all here to play for fun right? I could tell that they were feeling pretty beat up, but they did a good job. After a few more games, they'll do just fine. Just gotta keep at it.
Went home, and eventually rested my self on top of the object of slumber whereupon I closed my eyes and proceeded to adjust into different cycles of brainwave activity.