Why me? Why do you insist on keeping me up night after night until I am a raging mess in the day? Haven’t you learned yet that I have nothing interesting to say at two am? And lately, with all your nightly visits, I have nothing interesting to say at 2 pm or at any given hour.
I’m going to suggest you go visit Charlie Sheen. He’s much more interesting that me.
So…do any of you suffer from insomnia?
P.S. I’m so tired I just frustrated a door to door salesman so much he said, “I don’t need this from you!” And stomped off. Dude, you pounded on my door and wouldn’t accept my reasonably polite “I’m not interested,” and you’re mad at me? LOLOL!!!
P.S.S. Five more days until NIGHT MAGIC comes out!