Once again, boys and girls, no sleep. Not yet anyway. Even tried listening to Beethoven to no avail. Ah, well, I'll try again in a minute. After having downloaded a Prodigy video... "Smack My Bitch Up" of course, I feel a little sleepier. I feel weird and thoughtful tonight, keep thinking about life and death and all kindsa shit. When I'm alone with my thoughts, these things tend to come out, I suppose. I miss the Josh... he lives an hour away, and he makes me think the happy thoughts. I miss the Steph, even thought I just saw her a few hours ago. I even miss that evil jewish roommate... he's asleep. I miss all of you, of course, out there in SG land. 
One more smoke, and that's it for me tonight. Hope I don't have any more dreams about old gas station jobs... now that's just a waste of REM sleep. Why the fuck can't I dream about being in Ireland, or inside a Salvador Dali painting? Why can't I dream about sex, like, ever? I once had a dream about walking into Hot Topic and all the clothes were pink. Wait, that came true today! Sommamabitch.
The word of the day is: SURREAL.
Thanks, doctashock.
Well, the cigarette has burned down, and that's my cue. Goodnight, all.
One more smoke, and that's it for me tonight. Hope I don't have any more dreams about old gas station jobs... now that's just a waste of REM sleep. Why the fuck can't I dream about being in Ireland, or inside a Salvador Dali painting? Why can't I dream about sex, like, ever? I once had a dream about walking into Hot Topic and all the clothes were pink. Wait, that came true today! Sommamabitch.
The word of the day is: SURREAL.
Thanks, doctashock.
Well, the cigarette has burned down, and that's my cue. Goodnight, all.
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I wnat to get away, but I'm not from around here...
Try listening to Bach's Goldberg Variations. It was written to put a person to sleep.