I woke up at exactly 8:16am. I stood up from my bed, spun around 4 and 7/8 times. I sang at the top of my lungs the entire score to Les Miserables. Now it gets weird. I put on my wife's wedding dress and cut the front lawn. Took that off before cutting the backyard wearing a Karlos Williams jersey whilst eating an entire cookie dough container (RIP his career). The cocaine I took hours earlier was still going strong since it was only 8:22am. I passed out and heard we won when I woke up about 25 minutes ago. You're welcome 🙂