Could a persons day really be determined by taking a few chances so early in the morning? I'm not talking about running blindly across a busy street in the morning rush hour. Am thinking more along the lines of these crazy games on facebook. Before you think I've lost my marbles hear me out.

Most of my days start out with the usual battle of me trying unsuccessfully to block out the alarm clock at 6am.  Last week I woke up, slapped the alarm clock a few times in attempt to shut it up, crawled, well actually more like tripped and stumbled out of bed - how I managed to get the fitted sheet from the mattress tangled around my leg I will never know. I make it to the kitchen, the porcelain tiles on the floor are hell first thing in the morning. I make my coffee and turn the computer on. My old computer died a few months ago so I'm using a laptop & I'm sitting in the dining room drinking coffee & replying to emails. Finish up with the emails and log onto my facebook page. catch up with whats happening with some buddies & family back home. Visit my farm on farmtown and make sure everythings ok. Get on Mafia Wars & do a few jobs, level up put some bounties on people who insist on attacking me more than once. With Mafia Wars out of the way I login to Kickmania and kick a few people - all in good fun. Then I login to Farkle.

 Usually I  enjoy playing other people but it's 6.40 in the morning and I'm not really up to answering the usual questions you get when trying to play. So, I settle into a single game  & that's when it starts. I should have seen it coming, I roll the dice and bamm. I Farkle right away. Damm. Roll Again. Same thing. My first five rolls all produced farkles. Roll Six, oh good , I rolled 3 sixes. I claim them and my 650 pts & roll again. What the ...... yep another farkle. Frustrated I log out of facebook take the last sip of my now lukewarm coffee and go turn the water on the shower. Grab the towel put it on the counter by the shower & get in. Next thing I'm on the floor of the shower fumbling around trying to stand up. Somehow I managed to slip and as I fell I fell on the fawcett and turned the hot water up unintentionally. Didn't burn myself or anything like that but did have a nice sized bruise my left side for a few days.

 The last few mornings I did the same thing ( minus the falling out of bed & stumbling in the shower ) I got some decent scores in farkle. Today though.... 5 farkles in a row. Part of me is now thinking.....Do I want to temp it and play again? Or should I just  wrap myself in a protective suit and go about my day? Perhaps I should turn my ipod on and start singing I Gotta Feeling by the Black Eyed Peas ...

Hope everyone is doing great :)

 See You In THERE ( Sometime this century )

 Jayyson