Myself and five other people decided it would be a good idea to walk from West Duluth up to Enger Tower at about 9 pm. There was a lot of unnecessary uphill walking and regret. But it was the adventure we were expecting, and the view at the top of Enger was well worth all the sweating, labored breathing, and sore feet/thighs. After the five hour round trip, I crashed the second my head hit the pillow.
However, I got only 3 hours of sleep, and overslept my alarm to make it to work this morning… Hooray for waking up and heading out the door to work wearing stained sweatpants and the sweaty Breaking Bad shirt that I wore last night. Literally no fucks will be given today. Not a one.