May 27, 2012 by sandwichcontrol
By the time I crawled out of bed this morning, after a night of fitful sleep, I had about 30 emails in my inbox. This is something that Dave sent me:
I went to bed around 10:45pm last night. I was tired. If only I could have slept like a normal human being. Eazy kept attacking the blinds. And for some reason I kept one hand under the covers and anytime I moved it he would pounce at it. This resulted in him jumping on my genitals many times. Why did I have my hand under the covers? Why didn’t I just put my hand on top of the covers, where it belongs, after the first time he nut-checked me? Elephino.
And why am I having trouble sleeping? Some would hypothesize that it is my lack of exercise. I call bullshit. I’ve been sleeping like crap for over 9 months and good deal of that time I was walking upwards of 5 miles a day. Lack of exercise my butt. There is some validity to the claims that it has something to do with my diet. I’ve been eating like a 13 year old boy for a while now. Hot dogs, Vienna sausages, quesadillas, chips, cookies, coffee. Well, maybe the coffee part doesn’t fit so well. You could go along with the diet hypothesis, but I before you sign on, let me pose another.
I think that my insomnia is an integral part of my slow descent into madness. Think about it. It sounds like an excellent symptom for craziness. You’ll be able to look back, once I’ve been locked up for safety reasons, and be like “You know, come to think of it, he was having trouble sleeping.”
This is just one of my many crazy symptoms. Another symptom is my new obsession with buying collector’s cards like these:
So, today is a me day. That means I’m going to do stuff that I want. So neener neener boo boo. I’m sure I’ll catch up with everyone tonight, so just let me have few hours to myself.
And on that note, I’ve got stuff to not do. Enjoy the rest of your long weekend. More soon. ~SC
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