Aside from the obvious
there is something just wrong with me.
First I'm exhausted when i walk in the door. SO tired i can't wait to go to bed. I decide a small cocktail is in order. I putz around. I read a magazine. I watch the news. I take a phone call.
Then I go upstairs to watch Lost in Translation on DVD. Erin mentioned it yesterday and I figured I might as well make use of the troll's enormous collection. (I would have finally watched the godfather except i deemed it too long - for someone ready gto fall asleep.)
I watch the movie. I'm pooped. I enjoy it. blah blah blah.
Then I decide to go online for just a bit. And now it's nearly 11pm.
DUDE. get. some. rest.
oh, and apparently i'm primed for some type of sexual encounter, except that i'm destined for it to be of the dream state variety. talk over drive, geesh.

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