My Prediction for Tonight

Let's face it, I'm totally going to be this guy here.

I leave bright and early (oh so early) for California tomorrow morning. While I'm normally awake around 5 EST, tomorrow I'll be leaving my house an hour earlier than that to head off to catch a 6:30ish flight. And if I'm leaving at 4, that means I'll need to be up at 3.

It's already after 9. I'm not tired. Nope not one little bit.

Hopefully I'll be able to sleep on the plane. But I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.

This puts me in mind of a personal story. One Christmas Eve when I was about five, I was laying in bed basically dripping excitement and anticipation out of my pores. I clearly remember pulling the sheet very tight over my head. I balled my hand into a fist and punched. Straight. Up.

*RIP*

The sheet was split in two along nearly the whole length of it. When asked how this happened by my parents (clearly trying to contain their laughter) I remember saying "I just punched up."

Here's hoping my sheets make it through the night.