Way too late, I mean early

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Listening to the train and the frogs isn't exactly first on my list of things to do at 1:30 in the morning. Not to mention the fan from the gigantic computer and the perpetual winamp play list that is currently cycling through 846 songs (that's barely scratching the surface… Not even an entire genre…) or the creaking and groaning of an old house at night. I don't mind the sweet sound of heavy sleep and deep breathing next to me, though I am totally jealous that he is getting the sleep and I'm squinting at the keypad of my phone. It could be worse. It could be 4am.

So while I'm on my way to the next hour marker, the thought has crossed mind that just maybe I shouldn't have had the coffee this afternoon. Damn the tasty, tasty frozen, malted coffee concoction…. But no matter. The eyes are finally heavy. Dream well, I will because tonight, oh yeah, woodland friends and temple friday!

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About Sars

I am the full time rider/conductor of the Bi-Polar Express (2.oh!) Welcome to my ride. Please keep hands and feet inside the pretty pink car at all times, for your safety of course. Rose colored glasses are not only encouraged, but required.

2 Responses to Way too late, I mean early

  1. sars says:
    04/29/2009 at 15:34

    I couldn’t read so I had to do something… I had exhausted all my other options :/

  2. Predo says:
    04/29/2009 at 01:47

    I hope you slept well!!!!

    I don’t think I would be posting on my phone, you are much better then I…..

    Love the shoes!!!