The start of something short. A short week to be precise.
Work wasn't too bad. Things are approaching a wind-down stage for this project, but that can all change rather quickly.
After work, I decided to go for a jog. I set my goal not too big... but then I didnt finish it. It's not because my legs hurt, but because my throat was constricting. I felt like every breath was painful. This was awesome. I'm either really out of shape, or I've had asthma my whole life and never really noticed it.
I got home and stretched, then layed down. My eyes got really heavy, and I started drifting in and out of sleep. Wow, I'm lame.
I woke up and ate some odd pasta stuff that my brother made. Then I kinda sat around and watched TV.