voodoochile93

Have pulled an unintentional all-nighter. Again. Fortunately it was Friday into Saturday, so I don't have to worry about work. It hit quarter to five am, birds started chirping loudly, and I figured: fuck it. So I brewed some coffee, sat out on the porch with a cigar in my recently departed grandfather's cap and watched the sun rise with my neighbor's cat. Probably the only positive insomniac experience I've ever had. Now it's 7:30 am and I'm debating trying to sleep or continuing to watch reruns of "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia" and "Tosh.O". I don't have anything to do until late afternoon so maybe I'll just ride it out. Allons-y!