Current mood:
groggy Category: Life
So sleep is becoming a bit of a joke for me. I can't sleep at night like normal people, but I pretend to work during the day. That makes me one of those bizarre twilight sleepers. Today for example, I quit pretending to work about four, and by like 4:15 I was out cold, and did not wake up until almost 9. Now it is after 1 and I am sitting here screwing around on MySpace, and thinking about how I should be sleeping. I'm too tired to say anything clever and insightful, and too wired to do anything else.
I guess I just have a lot of things in my head that aren't making a lot of sense. But in my head that's always the case. I guess I am just feeling a little lonely, for lack of a better word, and sadly that has been a bit of a pattern lately. Could I, the Queen of the Surviving Singles, actually be starting to hate it? Oh I think I should go to sleep right now. As I am comtemplating posting the multiple page list that is best identified as why I am single. It's really just a list of what I expect from the opposite sex, but it is more of a manifesto. Again, thanks Tara for making the list even longer. (God why weren't you born a guy and taller?) Oh wait you were, but you're dating him! And believe me I'm cool with that, ya'll are soooooooooooo cute. Says everyone. Besides if that was your male incarnate I don't think I'd really want ya anyway, he's kind of a goof. (Again that's perfectly ok!) (For you.) Oh shit I'm rambling and talking in circles again. BAD! I must quit now for fear that the circle will open and some poor soul out there will actually understand what I'm really prattling on about. There must be a 12-step for me somewhere.
Just quickly review the 12-steps and now I'm absolutely sure they wouldn't do me any good at all. Mainly because the whole turning your life over to God isn't going to help my situation. He washed his hands of my crazy ass years ago. And so help me if I receive one comment telling me to find God I will hunt you down. My relationship with the greater good is just peachy tyvm.
I don't bother it.
It don't bother me.
Same agreement I have with bees.
Oh the incoherent rambling. . .
One day I'll just cough it all up.
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