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For the love of...shoot me
May. 30th, 2010 11:49 pm So, basically, i'd been tired since about 7:00pm.
by 9:30, i couldn't keep my eyes open, so i turned on my audiobook of Good Omens (My cure for a good night's sleep.)
Half hour later, i was still awake, and came to the conclusion that it wasn't that i was tired, but i had a massive headache.
Took something for that, pandered online for a bit, then returned to attempt sleep again.
Woke up about an hour later, with less of a headache, and wondering why the hell Crowley sounded like Neil Patrick Harris and was singing about underthings tumbling.
At least i had a little less of a headache, but i don't want a little less tiredness at 11:15pm.
Well, crap. Now in my head, Crowley needs a freeze ray.
Will now return to my regularly scheduled programming
Riker is being badass
by 9:30, i couldn't keep my eyes open, so i turned on my audiobook of Good Omens (My cure for a good night's sleep.)
Half hour later, i was still awake, and came to the conclusion that it wasn't that i was tired, but i had a massive headache.
Took something for that, pandered online for a bit, then returned to attempt sleep again.
Woke up about an hour later, with less of a headache, and wondering why the hell Crowley sounded like Neil Patrick Harris and was singing about underthings tumbling.
At least i had a little less of a headache, but i don't want a little less tiredness at 11:15pm.
Well, crap. Now in my head, Crowley needs a freeze ray.
Will now return to my regularly scheduled programming
