The voices in my head say: GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP, WE'RE TIRED

I don't even need to be in college to have a fucked sleep routine.

Go till you're tired. Even if that happens more than 24 hours after you woke up from about 5 hours of sleep.

In other news, the house got sprayed for fleas today, so we as a family fled for Breuger's Bagels. I had my usual opiates, but I also got their Wild Mountain Blueberry Iced Coffee. IN other words, Huckleberry Coffee. And BAM, I was zapped back to Monatana and Glacier National Park, buying a huckleberry pie and huckleberry honey before entering the park to eat beside the campfire while crouched on logs and folding chairs.

Thank GOD we're hitting the Smokies next week, or I would be in so much trouble.

In conclusion, insomnia.

oh good god damn

In the beginning, there was nothing.

And the God said, 'Well, this is fucking boring, lets liven things up.'

And thus humanity was born, in all its splendor and free will to create things like steak fajitas and porn.

AND THEY WERE GOOD.

Oh, you people are very fucking welcome.

i'm not sure if i approve of this fuckery...

Hello, LJ. You are my friend.

I'm fucking hungry, and I lolz'ed.



The end.