...and I cannot sleep. Fuck. I have quite an intense agenda tomorrow, so I need to get some rest!
The plan is, if my friend Michelle (or the sexy miss Starla Suicide) wakes up on time, we are supposed to go play D&D with the beautiful, elfin, Mandy Morbid at two in the afternoon. I about an hour north of these two lovely ladies so in order to have enough time to fix myself up and drive down on time, I would have to wake up at...I don't know, eleven in the morning?!? Gaaah. (I know, right? Important stuff! Michelle actually had like, THE shittiest day EVER today so we might not even go anywhere, but either way I'm going to her place to console her and/or get her drunk, cause she's one of my best friends in the entire world.)
But alas, here I am, typing away at my fucking laptop on a porn site.
Sometimes I suppose I suffer from insomnia. I think I've inherited it from my mother actually, which if that's the case I've got a long life of sleepless nights to look forward to. Thanks, Mom! Some things I could be doing to help myself to sleep include:
- Masturbating (ALWAYS a favorite)
- Reading
- Doodling in sketchbook
- BLOGGING (check!)
- Watching porn (apparently I've got a membership to a porn site?)
- Journal ranting
- Folding the giant pile of clothes that has accumulated in the center of my bedroom
SIGH...I'm going to attempt to read myself to sleep. Good night, world.
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