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I am so tired. I need to just get up, but I know I'll probably just end up going back to bed until I absolutely HAVE to get up to get ready for work. I didn't get to bed until around 7:00 this morning. After we got the bar all cleaned up last night, Paul, Allen, Tony, Heather and me stayed at the bar until after 6:00 playing pool. I think I spent two hours on a 3-ball run drill. Then after I ran the three balls 5 times in a row I'd run 4, all the way until I was running 6 balls at a time. Then I would try running them in sequence. I got so frustrated at one point, I hammered a ball into the pocket because I was mad about the position I left myself, and in doing so I scraped the skin on my knuckle completely off on the side of the table. It hurt like hell. It still fucking hurts like hell.

I really should just get up. I need to force Paul to get up too. We're supposed to go pick up our new TV today. Last week Paul hit the progressive jackpot on the Royal Flush at Casino Arizona. We decided to put the money toward a 65" LCD HD TV. It's a thing of beauty.