My brother once woke up in the middle of the night, walked into my room, and kicked me in my mouth while i was sleep.
The Red Sox must have talked to him and gotten some pointers.
but since i have talked about them, i hereby have jinxed them. all red sox fans can point at me and blame 'the curse.'
bed time calls. i need to catch up some day this week and show up at 11 am like all my other co workers. work is delirium.
blah blah.