“With insomnia, nothing is real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.” -- Jack
I’ve been downloading old episodes of the Sopranos. Files bigger than hard drives I once thought I’d never fill. High speed Internet is awesome.
I know what Tony feels like about the ducks. And that might be part of my sleeping issue.
Softball season might be starting up for me again, it might rain so hopefully the game gets played. That would be a real pick me up.
Ani has been describing me like a big ornery cat named “Grumpus”. I guess that is fair. I have been a real pain in the ass to live with for the last few weeks.
All of a sudden I have allergies. What is that about?
This posting is so ADD. I can’t put together a thought more than two or three lines long.
I think I’m going to have a salad for lunch … or maybe a cheeseburger.
Yesterday on the WB 11 news there was more inappropriate John Mueller innuendo towards Marysol Castro. Who was on location sharing a bed with Jamie Lynn Discla (Meadow from the Sopranos). Sadly both were full dressed in regular clothes, god forbid the do the remote in cute little nighties, or even t-shirts and sleepy pants. Who cares about the new rooms at the Hyatt, talk about what different styles of underwear mean and what not.
“Ohh Marysol I love how a thong makes me feel” – Jaime
“I personally like going commando it makes me feel so liberated” – Marysol