Fax me!
I like sleeping. I like it a lot. It's probably my favorite activity. As I've told some of you before, my dreams are more interesting than my real life (although often more stressful) so which "reality" would I put more time and energy into right? The answer seems more obvious to me than it might to others.
Anyway, you ever notice how as you're falling asleep, your internal monologue begins to lose solipsism and in turn any sort of tie to logic or order? Well, that's how I know I'm going to fall asleep, is when my internal monologue stops making any sense. However, the conundrum is that by becoming aware of the fact that I'm going to fall asleep, I'm forming a conscious, logic thought, which jolts me right back into a not-falling-asleep state.
yeah, it's fun.
Anyway, this morning, as my monologue drifted to nonsense, the result was an illogical, but fun song. Here's how it went:
Hey there Mr. Pee Pee Man,
Let's go to the Pee Pee Land
and play in the Pee Pee sand
and get a Pee Pee tan.
Hey, there Mr. Pee Pee Man,
I want to shake your Pee Pee hand,
I'm your biggest Pee Pee fan.
weird stuff.
Anyway, you ever notice how as you're falling asleep, your internal monologue begins to lose solipsism and in turn any sort of tie to logic or order? Well, that's how I know I'm going to fall asleep, is when my internal monologue stops making any sense. However, the conundrum is that by becoming aware of the fact that I'm going to fall asleep, I'm forming a conscious, logic thought, which jolts me right back into a not-falling-asleep state.
yeah, it's fun.
Anyway, this morning, as my monologue drifted to nonsense, the result was an illogical, but fun song. Here's how it went:
Hey there Mr. Pee Pee Man,
Let's go to the Pee Pee Land
and play in the Pee Pee sand
and get a Pee Pee tan.
Hey, there Mr. Pee Pee Man,
I want to shake your Pee Pee hand,
I'm your biggest Pee Pee fan.
weird stuff.