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wow i made it till 6am and im still not that tired. maybe a lil sleepy. but i cant give in now that ive come this far.
i think i might be an insomniac. ive been there before but then i got past it.
well temporarily.
i guess i always had some insomnia in me. it just got supressed by early work mornings all summer.
and then a generally positive attitude for a short time.
i think i just heard a siren. i wonder if anyone is hurt. or on fire. what is someone doing to cause injury at this hour?
maybe it was just the music
i was outside and i made myslef laugh. i was in my lowrider pepsi beach chair, with my phone on the cooler and cactus cooler (sorry dave) on the ground. i went to reach for the drink, which i thought was on the cooler, but it turns out it was on the ground. and i thought 'good thing, cuz it was pretty awkward to reach up there.'
im an aim stalker. i compulsively read as many peoples profiles as i can before i overload the rate limit and have to wait till i can stalk some more. but by then i lose my interest in waiting and find something else to do. i always still wonder what the unchecked people are up to...
its too bad someones not always on aim. not the same person cuz that would be boring; but it would be so refreshing knowing that i have at least one friend online at any given time. so when i cant sleep like this i can at least harass someone to pass the time. tonight i got lucky because for some reason priya and amy were both awake at almost unhealthy hours. im glad i could harass them. poor priya...had to experience my random ass stream of thought. i think thats what keeps me awake a lot of the times. you should hear the stuff that passes through my mind, its ridiculous. priya thinks im really complex. i bet more people would say that if i let people in my head more.
note topeople who read this: everyone knows something about to me some degree...just not all the way. and believe me it goes deeper than you know. i think i need to take care of that someday. but either way im not letting you in all the way. i dont make sense anyways. i wonder if anyone that reads this really knows me...
sorry to say, i kind of doubt it
but maybe no one really knows anyone else either.
i guess that was my confession for the day. or week. or year who knows.
i think i might be an insomniac. ive been there before but then i got past it.
well temporarily.
i guess i always had some insomnia in me. it just got supressed by early work mornings all summer.
and then a generally positive attitude for a short time.
i think i just heard a siren. i wonder if anyone is hurt. or on fire. what is someone doing to cause injury at this hour?
maybe it was just the music
i was outside and i made myslef laugh. i was in my lowrider pepsi beach chair, with my phone on the cooler and cactus cooler (sorry dave) on the ground. i went to reach for the drink, which i thought was on the cooler, but it turns out it was on the ground. and i thought 'good thing, cuz it was pretty awkward to reach up there.'
im an aim stalker. i compulsively read as many peoples profiles as i can before i overload the rate limit and have to wait till i can stalk some more. but by then i lose my interest in waiting and find something else to do. i always still wonder what the unchecked people are up to...
its too bad someones not always on aim. not the same person cuz that would be boring; but it would be so refreshing knowing that i have at least one friend online at any given time. so when i cant sleep like this i can at least harass someone to pass the time. tonight i got lucky because for some reason priya and amy were both awake at almost unhealthy hours. im glad i could harass them. poor priya...had to experience my random ass stream of thought. i think thats what keeps me awake a lot of the times. you should hear the stuff that passes through my mind, its ridiculous. priya thinks im really complex. i bet more people would say that if i let people in my head more.
note topeople who read this: everyone knows something about to me some degree...just not all the way. and believe me it goes deeper than you know. i think i need to take care of that someday. but either way im not letting you in all the way. i dont make sense anyways. i wonder if anyone that reads this really knows me...
sorry to say, i kind of doubt it
but maybe no one really knows anyone else either.
i guess that was my confession for the day. or week. or year who knows.