Once again it is way past midnight and here I am, clicking away.
I'm not sure why I stay up so late every night. It's not like I'm even doing important things. I'm just doing a shload of nothing!
Like tonight. What in the heck am I doing? Looking at stills from Napoleon Dynamite and having a mini-debate with Amanda on an IM about who "the hottest gay guy in the world" is. And I still say I win with Kyan Douglas.
Crap, now I've just spent 20 minutes looking at pictures of Kyan.
I think what killed my sleeping habits was living in an apartment building where EVERYONE is up until at least 1 a.m. The move back home where suddenly I am expected to crash by 10:30 has thrown me off.
I think I have the mentality that I'll miss something if I go to bed earlier. What do I think I'll miss out on? Lance Bass IMing his undying devotion to me? What in the world IS THERE to miss out on at 2 a.m.?
But if I *try* to sleep, aka actually get in bed, I will end up just staring at my dark ceiling or trying to watch my neighbor through their half open window. Instead I turn on my TV. Now the problem is finding something that will half interest me to the point that I will attempt to pay attention to what is being said and eventually fall asleep. The only things on late enough are on FOX. Usually 3rd Rock From the Sun, Dharma & Greg, M*A*S*H, or King of the Hill. But I have to be sure to fall asleep during those or EX-treme Dating will come on. Ugh.
...I'm going to bed...
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