randomness during wee hours before sleeping

Saw ZsaZsa Zaturnnah Ze Musikal's opening night show this evening. But I'm too lazy to write about it right now. Randomness kicks in.

Talk about consistency. It's the same thing over and over again. It's like it's been programmed or a default thing or something.

Betty caught me saying some phrase over a late dinner. I actually forgot what I had said exactly, but she had suddenly caught on. When I realized what I had said, I don't even know if it was true. Ate Sally seemed to think so when we were talking in the office this morning.

Oh well, time to sleep. Tomorrow will be a different day. Oh yeah.