Murky Friday

Had a rough time getting out of bed this morning.
I was basically Liam the Teenager Who Just Woke Up yet somehow I managed to make the 749.
I couldn't muster the eye-strength to read on the train so I just kinda mellowed out to some lighter RHCP. I finished Sextet last night.
We saw "Relatively Speaking" - ROW B - last nite, which was why I am so tired. It was a good but long, day. The third act was the best.
There's pizza for lunch today so I'm in good shape.
I'm listening to Temple of the Dog this morning -- I normally start out with "Reach Down" b/c it's a heavy blues tune but it moves thanks to Mr. Cameron. That has become my morning/wake-up song.
It was supposed to pour but I got away with it this morning. The problem, I realized, is that I should've worn sweats. Now I'm going to have murky water on my legs on the ride home.
I wonder how the protesters will do in the weather.

Thank you for reading.

Playlist:
TOTD: "Hunger Strike" "Pushin' Forward Back" "Your Savior"
Pearl Jam: "The Fixer" "Johnny Guitar"