The Perfect Day (in bullet form)

Yesterday (a.k.a. the anniversary of my birth):

• Woke up at 2:30 am feelin’ like T Diddy. Couldn’t get back to sleep so I got up and watched all of my DVR’d shows.
• Watched the sunrise. Superb.
• Tried to map out a 35 minute run to honor my new age (yes, yes…I’m really that old) but got back in 23 minutes because I ran like a BALLER.
• Came back from my run to a fresh pot of coffee being brewed for me.
• Met my best friend and my perfect 11 week old godson for breakfast (scrambled eggs! multigrain toast! fruit!)
• Went for a 90 minute massage, where I managed to drool all over the woman’s shoe. I thought it was best that I not mention it to her…was I wrong there?
• Got home and spent the afternoon in a daze, sippin’ Bacardi cuz…well you know.
• Out to dinner (raw oysters! blackened catfish! steamed green beans!)
• Back home to DOMINATE Just Dance on the Wii

DAMN it feels good to be a gansta!