posted on Nov, 15 2012 @ 01:16 AM
So within 3 hours I'm going to be sitting in the woods, high powered rifle in hand, waiting for Bambi's father to make an appearance. Since I'm in
northern Michigan I'll also more than likely be freezing my tail off. At least the frigid temperatures should provide enough of a system shock to
keep me awake when combined with the massive quantities of coffee I am, and will be, guzzling throughout the day.
I decided to skip the usual pre-game ritual of getting sloppy drunk and sitting around the campfire sharing lies with my friends in the hopes of being
bright eyed and bushy tailed enough to not follow my usual routine of falling asleep at the worst possible moment.
And I can't sleep lol.
Like a kid on Christmas Eve, I was unable to shut down the anticipation and excitement coursing through my brain. So here I sit. On ATS in the wee
hours of the morning when I should be asleep.
Anybody else as totally geeked out as me for the impending barrage of gunfire that signals the halfway point of November?
Lesson learned, next year I'm going back to the time honored ritual of bonding over beers with buddies and falling asleep in a dilapidated camper
with the smell of another man's stinking feet whisking me away to dreamland.