[Useless]

I've four hours of sleep under my belt and I don't mind telling you, it's simply not going to do. This cocksucker needs his beauty snooze. I sense an extended nappy-nap in my near future. I find that I don't feel all that unproductive if I simply load up my FTP queue and let it run while my pretty little head is snoring way.

Next up, a bowl of raisin bran and a cup of black coffee while standing in front of the mirror wondering whatever happened to that slim boy from 15 years ago who could do 70+ push-ups in 2 minutes.