Bang Bang, Shoot Shoot: Episode 8
Today, I decided to let the hand of fate choose my victim, and it stroked you,cassassinator, which is good, because you seem to have made an art of liking life.
Day Eight: Sleep
I haven’t been getting enough of it lately. The last two weeks haven’t seen me once achieve snoredom before 1:00 AM, and only rarely before 2:00. Thankfully last week, this was offset by my ability to sleep in until a healthy 9, which thus made it a fairly workable habit, but university frowns upon that sort of thing, which stops me because I like lectures at 10 in the morning, apparently.
Now, I am starting to notice a gap in my life, which can only be filled by a bit of good old fashioned crashing, and in trueborrisinaboxstile I have decided that it is worth talking about. Because today, I fully intend to be dead to the world by midnight. And that makes me happy.
How am I going to do this? Well, there has been one small, insignificant thing that has prohibited sleep for the last few days, partly thanks to my procrastination,partly thanks to my new cap,and partly thanks to girls with their toys.And now, it’s time for that small, insignificant thing to be strangled by the drain of history. This elated entries idea, as initiated ages ago by someone who doesn’t know me and doesn’t care, is now at an end. No more bouncy bunny blogs for you! What are you going to do?
Some of you know what you have to do, even ifyouhaven’tstartedyet.Thosepeoplewhom I have tagged, I fully expect you to do your duty to, ur,me. That doesn’t mean you will, some of you really can’t be bothered with that kind of thing, but I couldn’t, and I did it anyway, so it’s time you folks stepped up. You know you don’t want to.
My own blogging habits will now return to normal, and accordingly my entries will become less so. I hope you enjoyed these for what they were.Why I amsaying this I don’t know, it’s very clichéd, but I always do, because by the end of entries I’m tired and bored, or it’s 11:59 PM. That’s why conclusions always suck. We should stop writing them last all the time, it’s very illogical. That doesn’t mean I don’t mean it, though, and for the record, I do, because if nobody liked them then I would have to consider giving up writing and going to work in an icecream shop! Anyway, thank younick6489for making me do this. It was fun.
So is sleep, of which I will very soon partake. Coming slightly less soon: God gets a gutful of grim. Stay tuned!
Day Eight: Sleep
I haven’t been getting enough of it lately. The last two weeks haven’t seen me once achieve snoredom before 1:00 AM, and only rarely before 2:00. Thankfully last week, this was offset by my ability to sleep in until a healthy 9, which thus made it a fairly workable habit, but university frowns upon that sort of thing, which stops me because I like lectures at 10 in the morning, apparently.
Now, I am starting to notice a gap in my life, which can only be filled by a bit of good old fashioned crashing, and in trueborrisinaboxstile I have decided that it is worth talking about. Because today, I fully intend to be dead to the world by midnight. And that makes me happy.
How am I going to do this? Well, there has been one small, insignificant thing that has prohibited sleep for the last few days, partly thanks to my procrastination,partly thanks to my new cap,and partly thanks to girls with their toys.And now, it’s time for that small, insignificant thing to be strangled by the drain of history. This elated entries idea, as initiated ages ago by someone who doesn’t know me and doesn’t care, is now at an end. No more bouncy bunny blogs for you! What are you going to do?
Some of you know what you have to do, even ifyouhaven’tstartedyet.Thosepeoplewhom I have tagged, I fully expect you to do your duty to, ur,me. That doesn’t mean you will, some of you really can’t be bothered with that kind of thing, but I couldn’t, and I did it anyway, so it’s time you folks stepped up. You know you don’t want to.
My own blogging habits will now return to normal, and accordingly my entries will become less so. I hope you enjoyed these for what they were.Why I amsaying this I don’t know, it’s very clichéd, but I always do, because by the end of entries I’m tired and bored, or it’s 11:59 PM. That’s why conclusions always suck. We should stop writing them last all the time, it’s very illogical. That doesn’t mean I don’t mean it, though, and for the record, I do, because if nobody liked them then I would have to consider giving up writing and going to work in an icecream shop! Anyway, thank younick6489for making me do this. It was fun.
So is sleep, of which I will very soon partake. Coming slightly less soon: God gets a gutful of grim. Stay tuned!