i woke up at 6am this morning to go to work, and i didn't leave the office until 9pm. i don't mind getting up and going to work early. things are less hectic, i feel like some how i'm stealing a few hours. i just can't do it too many times though. a few times it's a novelty, a lot of times it becomes a nightmare. my body's not designed for waking up early -- i'm a noctural animal, which means i like to sleep late.

once again it was just john and i left in the office (carrie left with her boyfriend, 8pm). we ordered dinner from bertucci's and ate our rigatoni while watching the gilmore girls on my 2" sony lcd television. the reception was terrible and every so often we'd get static buzzing for audio, but what little we saw kept us entertained. we were worried that somebody would walk in on us, and what they'd think, two guys alone in the office huddled by a little tiny television. thankfully there were no witnesses. unfortunately, i'm writing about it, so now everyone will know of our dirty little secret.