It's 2:21am. I got home from racing at Northbrook and was so fucking hungry I just decided to go to sleep since nothing in our new kitchen is fast. But I couldn't sleep I was so hungry. So I went downstairs and fucking did it. I made the best, most beautiful omelet and while I was eating it I realized that we all had dumpstered every ingredient.

But I missed you during my late night meal session. I'm still hungry after a four egg omelet and a huge bowl of granola and too many Cheeze-It's.