Can't sleep. Shocker. I can't tell whether it's jet lag (resolved: I'm never taking the red-eye again -- and I mean it this time!) or stress or what, but, here we are. Yes I have taken an Ambien. Yes I will end up regretting it.
Currently watching: Ace of Cakes. They are making Santa's sleigh. I wish I worked for Duff. If I ever heard he was a wife beater or something, I'd be devastated. And maybe just a tiny part of me would think it was all her fault.
Anyway ... As you know, I come very late to these viral video things. When they did that dance at Jim and Pam's wedding on The Office I had no idea what that all was about, really (I thought they awesomely made it up). So naturally this video that was shared with me on Friday (via Jamie) is, in fact, six months old. Six months! Six months I missed when I could have been watching this thing over and over and over again!
This video SLAYS me. I have watched it at least seven times by now, and will watch it yet another time after I finish writing this. It's the adorableness of the puppy and his earnest yet increasingly frantic efforts to turn over -- legs ... too ... stumpy! -- and then those several seconds when he stops, winded, looking at the cameraman all, "Why? Why are you not helping me? Whyyyyyyy?"
But lest you think it's just some kind of torture video, evidence from the pound section of Abu Ghraib or an outtake from Saw 6, here's the follow-up:
Success! And just think, if that little puppy can roll over after trying for a minute straight, then we can do anything. Or at least we can maybe get off the couch, which, now inspired, I shall do.