Silly Willy

I am in the silliest mood right now. Why does this plague me at 1:08am?

Am I not good enough to suffer with the sniffles? To stay awake because I've caught the cleaning bug and when I waken to a sparkling apartment I will be blessed with a sense of accomplishment. Alas, No!

The sillies. That is my fate. Sinking in the mire of 'goofy' alone. Have you ever mucked through this mud? Yes, mud. Because I'm stuck in it! To be wide awake, for your eyes to rebel from sleep and your mind to mock the hour, to find everything you read to be a source of supreme humor and thus perpetuating the cycle of insomnia. Do you know that?

No, it's not the introspective, pondering of lying in bed while sleep evades you. That's not funny. There's no humor in that torture, that's just sad. No, my night is filled with intrigue, sarcasm, and lame dudes looking for some cyber-strange. These are my favorites. They just don't get it.

When a girl responds asking you if you've named your biceps "Law" and "Order" you probably shouldn't respond back with another stupid pickup line. Maybe pick up your pride, put it in your pocket and shuffle off to bed. Cheers to ya!

This silly willy is going to try to get some shut eye. Hey, maybe I'll have sweet dreams!