So this is tomorrow?

[unmaker]

Last night, I slept for the first time in three days. In the sleepless interim I spent a good deal of time stumbling about and making generally poor decisions. Insomnia affects the body like a depressant - like being drunk, only without the buzz. Be thankful that I routinely spare my friends the indignity of drunk dialing. Instead I write self-flagellating blogs entries, cryptic instant messages and longwinded email diatribes. The phone doesn't have a backspace key, see, making it the far less forgiving instrument. Besides, I try to stick to ignorable media. My friends shouldn't feel compelled to respond to me when I'm blathering like an idiot.

It's really too bad that this sleep thing isn't habit forming.