tired

robyn is nice and usually deals with jack in the night. last night, though, i got to bed a bit later because of the dodger game and took the jack shift a couple times in the night. robyn still had him for a long amount of time, but man... i'm tired and my eyes burn.

i ought to be getting a few things together, but i need to wait for my mind to expand a bit.

in other news. nothing. bye.

UPDATE.

nothing too important actually. i went on stereogum to read about music i don't listen to (though they did have fun mentions about both radiohead and my morning jacket, which, oddly enough, i do)... and the stereogum webosite made mention of nbc going green for the week... which is really funny and lame... then i went to try and calculate my carbon footprint, but really all i was doing was trying to see if there would be a way to calculate the carbon footprint of my farts... then i became a genius and decided to create the website www.carbonfootprintfartmeasure.com. i will make it today and fill it with loads of google ads and matt bethancourt or matt obrien will make some scam of a fart calculator and i swear i'll be rich super quick and leaving my carbon feet printys all over the beaches of cancun and the glasses of glownig drinks with salt and papaya.