Earlier this night, I was struck with an extreme case of “the munchies.” Here I was, torn between the decision of biking off to get some delicious, dirty, mexican food, to cook a whole hearted meal, or whether to just gut it out, and not be a fat-ass for a night. But since I’m pretty broke at the moment, my dreams of an extravagant feast resulted in me sitting on my couch watching Jimmy Fallon waiting for some hard boiled eggs to cook.

Well, that’s all I’ve got. That’s my night for you. Now, I’m just sitting here, tired, grumpy, not able to sleep, and not being able to weave a nice post for myself/anyone to read.

ps. i love eggs.

pps. I ended up not eating the eggs. Instead, leaving myself some breakfast for tomorrow today.