Merry Christmas

so today I realized that I'm really only useful when I'm stressed out.  in college my boy Bob who taught my sports psych class had this chart with stress vs performance, and it was like a bell curve.  My curve is more of a right upper quadrant of x^2.   small stress=no performance.  I literally just sit there.  I'm a pet rock, but more frustrating because there's actually a chance that I could be doing something.

When I actually have a task, I AM FREAKING INVINCIBLE.  Today I had twenty minutes to find out when our game tonight was, get out an email and text to the team, find out how many guys we had coming, find someone's number to cover for me at work tonight, and convince her to switch shifts with me.  BOOM. done. 

Guess what I did after?  Went home and watched breaking bad for three hours while eating about 1500 calories.  Back to pet rock mode.  There you have it.  Pet rock or John McClane.

Things I was thinking about today:
1) Tamagachi

2) Snickers

3) The Jeffersons

Look at those nostrils.  The furrowed brow.  The purple? blazer.  THE MUSTACHE.  That's a man.

So who is tired of the haikus?  Haikui?  Haiki?  is there a plural?  anyway doctors, YOU'RE GETTING MORE HAIKU AND YOU WILL LIKE IT.

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I really like putting links to my own blog in my blog.  they call me the architect.

How do I keep this level of excellence every day you ask? Because I'm John Freaking McClane and it's Christmas in July.