30 hours

That's how long I was awake yesterday.

After the tire got replaced, I went home, changed my clothes, and dashed off to my hair appointment. I am now a lovely redhead...not a blonde hair in sight.

I came home, relishing my sleep time when I am called by a friend and am ambushed into dinner. So, I leave the house...again. We eat at D'Bronx. My friend orders extra sauce on the pizza, and makes it a big soupy mess. Don't ever order extra sauce on your pizza at D'Bronx. As far as I'm concerned, their pizza is perfect, and shouldn't be trifled with.

After dinner, I go look at my friend's new loft downtown. He just moved there and I've been wanting to see what a downtown loft looks like. He lives on the top floor, and has a great view of the place where the first homicide of Kansas City occurred. Nice.

After that, I drove home, wide awake, because after a certain point of no sleep, you get that wild-eyed look and it's impossible to fall asleep with your own devices. I got home, took some Benadryl, and that was the end of that.