Friday, no sleep.
Saturday, no sleep.
Sunday, slept between 7-11.30 and then from 23-7.
Monday, no sleep.
Tuesday, slept 6 hours...
I feel that I need to get healthy soon...
This can´t be good.
Good thing it´s halloween tonight and then I´m going to Chicago to get wasted for two nights.
Only to fly back to LA on saturday for some more liver damage.
Mammoth opens their slopes right after that too... another excuse to party.
Pretty safe to say I´m not running a marathon any time soon.
Yeah, been there.
Me on Hjalles couch.
Me and Lance Armstrong have nothing in common.
Ballerina cookie anyone?