Last night, I said to myself, “Tomorrow, I’m going to the beach. I’m gonna stay at the beach the whooole frickin’ day. Tomorrow, is beach day.”

And thus, I set my alarm clock for 8:00 AM so I could get up right and early for some hardcore beach-goin’ action! (I’m sure that’s the title of some adult film out there)

What was supposed to happen:

1) Wake up.
2) Take a shower, get ready.
3) Get in car and surprise sleeping friends with beach-going and such.

I didn’t get past step 1 till about half an hour ago. Poot.