There gets to a point when it's 5:45am and you're still wide awake that you are pretty much trying to waste another hour tossing and turning in bed before you make yourself a slow breakfast and proceed through the day as if by some miracle you woke up early, as opposed to not having slept at all.
Or How I Learnt To Stop Worrying And Love Procrastination
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
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Gah. I'm having one of those nights tonight - you know, minus the ashtray, because I don't like to actively try to kill myself.
Why do we do it? I know I'm tired. My body wants to sleep, but my stupid brain won't listen. Brains are stupid Danny.
And I really like Grant Lee Phillips. I didn't know that.
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