It’s like torture… but without the torture…

Could NOT get to sleep last night. My mind took that opportunity to wander all over the fraking place.

1:26am… wide awake… fanfreakingtastic…

1:35am… look at hubby sleeping soundly… that’s so fucking annoying…

1:36am… is he snoring!?! Oh come on! That’s just rubbing it in my face! *poke* *poke* *poke*…

1:38am… *poke* *poke*… GAH! Two minutes of poking and nothing!… that’s what she said…  hee hee hee…

1:42am… if I fall asleep right now, I’ll get at least 5 hours of sleep before my alarm goes off… so sleep now… okay now… AND NOW… gggrrrrrrrrrr…

1:53am… I wonder if it’s true your finger nails keep growing even after you’re dead… that would be weird… zombies with those long curly fingernails… gross…

2:11am… great, now the cat’s snoring… asshole…

2:14am…  Hubby, I’m sending you a telepathic thought… wake up… wake up… wake up… WAKE UP AND TALK TO ME!!!… damn it…

2:22am… for Otto Titzling had found his quest, to lift and mold the female breast, to point the small ones to the skies, to keep the big ones high and dddrryyy…

2:27am… 56 fluffy white sheep jumping a fence, 57 fluffy white sheep jumping a fence… OH he’s tripped and fallen!! 58 fluffy white sheep jumping a fence lands on 57! OH NO here comes 59, STOP STOP! AAHHH LOOK OUT! 60 just took them all out! OH THE BBAAA MANITY!!

2:30am… so Leia was Luke’s sister and had the “force”, why didn’t she do any cool Jedi stuff?… instead they just put her in a bikini and strapped her to a big slimy alien… Leia got screwed… oh… I wonder if she did get… EYW EYW EYW! Stop thinking about that!… GAH TOO LATE, I’m picturing it!!!!!!!

2:36am… if I could have any super power it would be flying, flying is cool and I could travel anywhere… but that could get boring… reading minds! That would be cool… but not sure I want to know what everyone really thinks of me… super strength! Then I can punch all those people that thought mean things about me into space… jerks…

2:40am… it just doesn’t make sense … why can’t he chuck wood?…

2:43am… so tomorrow I’ll wear my red skirt with that black sweater thing… no, you got a stain on that red skirt last week and didn’t wash it… okay I’ll wear the black slacks with the black sweater thing… no, that’s just too much black… OKAY, I’ll wear the green dress with the shiny silver belt… oh sweetie no, you can’t pull that off…

2:48am… okay, if I fall asleep right now, I’ll get at least 4 hours of sleep before my alarm… OH FUCK IT!… I’ll just get up now and not even bother going to sleeeee…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

SEE!?!? He can totally do it!!!

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9 Responses to It’s like torture… but without the torture…

  1. Kim says:

    That was me last night also. I was up from 4:46 to 7. Dave was snoring next to me and he sounded like an Ewok. When I told him this (with a reenactment of the sound), he corrected me and said he sounded like a Gremlin. He’s probably right, as I know nothing about how an Ewok might sound. Dave – 2. Kim – 0.

  2. Ewww. Fingernails and toenails do keep growing…gross.
    Snoring cat? Easy to launch through the air….or roll off the bed if you are kind
    Sheep jumping in tandem? How did you get them trained to do that?…do they look like a fluffy cloud when they crash and pile up?…(they always say clouds look like fluffy sheep…)
    Is it time to get up yet?
    Maybe poke the dog so it has to go out……
    Oh, hilarious post! No sleeper this one!

  3. Ha love it. Seems like you pondered a lot of the universe’s unanswerable questions, so it wasn’t a total waste of a night.

  4. Ashley says:

    Kim A for effort, I mean Ewok not everyone knows what they are called, so good for you …. but F for not know what the fuck an Ewok would sound like

  5. Ashley says:

    Omg I am so fucking sorry I didn’t even think of the mother fucking kids!

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