And the punchline to the joke is asking....
Ugh, can't sleep again. 2nd straight night.
Instead I am softly playing SoCo and Adair to try and put me to sleep.
Not working =S.
According to my old psych prof being on the computer is the worst thing to do before you sleep. Something about the processing of information in the brain and how it is better to read a book to minimalize the sensations in the brain. Fascinating stuff really, but rather boring right now. I'd much rather be sitting in my bed typing on a laptop than snuggled next to a cold pillow trying to figure out who the Boxcar children are going to mess with next. Oh those Boxcar children.
Perhaps they had some subliminal effect on me and are the reason why I am writing a paper on youth homelessness. Or maybe the fact I am writing a paper on the homeless youth inspired me to write something about those pesky Boxcar children. I think I used to have boyhood fantasies about the oldest sister of that whole clan. The little kids were so annoying, but there was something about the oldest girl which made me take notice as a boy. I totally wanted to kiss her right on the lips.
About that paper. Well. It stinks. Why? Cause there is so much bullshit in it. I think it is fairly well-organized and stylized, but it's all about opinion. And sometimes I don't believe the words that leave my own fingertips, never mind my mouth. I only have 2 parts left for tomorrow and have completed 4 1/2 pages. Max 12p but I think I will wind up at around 7p plus title and references, so 9.
Try to get some rest now, sleeps not coming easy for a while, child
Child, yeah
But I hear sound echo in the emptiness
All around, but you can't change this loneliness
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down
I think that song just put me to sleep.