It's 2:09 a.m. I'm supposed to be in lala (not that annoying woman! URRGH) land, but this insomnia from hell will not let me be great. At what you ask? Sleeping! I want to win an Olympic Gold medal for being the best sleeper with the longest sleeping record of all time! That would make me absolutely, fantastically happy! Damn skippy.
There are thousands of thoughts running across my head, brain, medulla oblangata or whatever you call it. They are kinda USAINing me! One of them is like why? Why oh why, can't I go to sleep like regular folks do! I thought of posting over at 54interviews, then I re-looked that idea over, no thanks. By the way, there is an interview in the works. Look out for it, sometime over the weekend or early next week.
I’m tired. Usually, when I drink coffee, I end up sleeping at 6:00a.m. Today, or should I say yesterday, I never had any cup of coffee. So, again I pose the question, why am I up. Where exactly, is Ms. EY going with this post?! Nowhere, absolutely nowhere. These are the kind of conversations I have with myself and medulla oblangata (I hate scientific sounding words, but for some reason MO gives me the chills). Aha, back to the fact that I don’t have anything to do.
Really, I could post something of use, seeing as I am overly absent here. But to be honest, only random oddities are gracing my M.O. Ooooweee!! Shourr ourrs to Rudisha! I was tired of hearing about Bolt yada yada. Oh snap, my girl Kai, done covered this already right?! Ladies, serious question to ya’ll. Do you guys have beef with God as I do? Why you ask? The damn dot. Red dot. That’s what. Let me go and try sleep!
Shourrr ourrs to JK and Jazz! Enjoy, or roll your eyes.