This is going to be a very long week.

And a very lonely one, by the way.

With my girlfriend visiting her grandma, I will have plenty of time for myself. The curious thing is that I already have plenty of time for myself. That's the insomnia real gift.

So, maybe I'll grow a beard, stop bathing, let my hair grow... ah, the lovely troglodyte way of living.

Junk food, good beer, lots of movies (of all kinds)...