Wednesday, September 01, 2004

past my bedtime

I can't sleep. I want to, but I can't sleep. I'm eyes-stinging sleepy, and I just can't. I wish it weren't so damn quiet here. Times like this I wish I lived above a 24-hr cafe, or something. I'm going to go turn CNN on and fall asleep. If subliminal learning worked, I would be the most up-to-date person in the world. It doesn't. I'm not.

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