I don’t sleep much, never have.
I think I was about 7 when my mother quit trying to make me go to bed.
I was always that really hyper kid that was up all night.
Writing is a great hobby to cultivate when you stay up for a few days in a row.
Insomnia just gives you more time to do shit.
Where do you think this blog comes from?
But, I can only go to Starbucks when they are open.
There are no 24 hour Starbucks near my house.
Hell, I would even drive to find one, but the only thing you can get in LA after hours is drunk and the crabs if you aren’t careful.
So wear a condom, for God’s sake.
This is a public service announcement.
I used to share a room with my brother.
If I had a nickle for everytime he yelled across the room for me to “GO TO SLEEP!”, I would have a lot of nickles.
My brother’s happiest day is when we got seperate rooms.
Now he got to sleep thru the night without risking attack at any moment, and he got to keep his room as obsessively clean as he liked.
I am kind of a slob.
There used to be a show on tv when I was little called the Odd Couple.
One guy was a really pent up clean freak and the other guy was a slob.
They had more laughs on the show.
But at least we get along now.
I have always wanted to be one of those really clean people, but it goes against my basic instinct.
Cluttered mind, cluttered room, go figure.
One of the better things about writing a daily blog is that, when its the wee hours and I seriously need something to do?
There is always tomorrows blog on the Things To Do list.
Plus you can only masturbate so much and then you chaff.
Ok, just kidding. You can NEVER masturbate too much.
The funny thing is, most of you chuckle and figure I’m kidding.
But all men are like this.
And if you just said, not my guy, yes him too.
But that is a whole other blog post.
If nothing else, Masturbation deserve the respect.
Back to insomnia, a much safer subject, wouldn’t you agree?
There are times that insomnia sucks.
When the writing dries up, and there is literally nothing to do, that is when it sucks the most.
Nothing to do, and your mind is at full speed.
ADHD is not just a catchy name.
and there is times that it takes over and makes everything impossible.
Nothing to do but knuckle down and weather the storm.
You’d think I would be used to it by now.
No such luck.
However, an odd thing I have noticed is that, since I started this blog, I have not had one of those nights.
So, if you think about it, these internet scribbles you are reading are a therapy of sorts.
My own little group therapy.
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